Grand Daughter
An ugly cement factory grey brown
Smudged with what I couldnt say
hardly worth the trouble to
gaze upon in the day
But lit up at night a toddlers delight
Look Amelia!, I would often relay
Wonder what's going on at the castle
Look how brightly it glitters how gay
Against the nights skyline truly transformed
Lit up to keep aircraft at bay
Perhaps they are having a Gala
a Fete beyond compare
A wedding at night for a Princess and Prince
Just imagine what's going on there
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