Going nowhere in circles,
at 0.9 km/h with no stops in-between,
32 numbered capsules,
except (superstitiously) 'unlucky' thirteen.
George Ferris is the name
of the man to be cursed,
for it's he who's to blame,
as his was the first.
On the skyline, towering over the town,
the city's pageantry and history,
a blot, a blemish built, an affront to the Crown,
an as yet unsolved mystery,
as to why, despoiling the view,
and to underscore that which I deplore,
England's most popular tourist attraction,
is now the London Eyesore!
Sweet loving one you superstitiously don’t wanna cross
Black cat
Black cat
my cat is missing
where art thou
did u have enough
did you dart out
did you cross any paths
Black cat
Black cat
don’t be afraid if you left
Curious George
Holy Ghost a plus
Your dirty dog needs a bath
Black cat
no biggie
7 years filled full
Black cat
Black cat
where art thou
if you left
darted out
and had enough
Black cat
Black cat
Please come back
I’ve looked all over
If you’re lost
Go easy on them
for those who know
bright green sometimes turns to red
come back
come back
I’d be tough doing 2
not to mention all 7
Black cat crossing
If you see her let me know
Olive her eyes are full
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