It smells golden

Written by: Frederick Viedge

It smells golden in my City after the rains tonight,
It's been a bit bleak and cold and with plight,
But when the salty spring enters it's alright,
So many vivid memories - gold summer light,

I love my city like a Beatles song it's gone on and on it's been long,
It's smells like the gel that keeps my mammal going,
It's flash it's cash, it keeps me flowing, an end that keeps me knowing,

I'll always love the fast and the loose, deep city,
Fleeting and fat like a goose, deep city,
But when it falls, I know it's a noose, deep city

I smile I'm a pragmatic poes, living life dramatic