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