Goodbye to London, I'll miss you a lot
I'm sorry to leave you but you're getting hot.
I must return to my homeland of cold
At least I'll escape from Flat 2's kitchen mold.
I'm sad to leave you, Trafalgar square
I'm still half convinced that Aslan is there.
Adios to museums, and Hyde Park too
I never even had a chance to go to the zoo!
William and Kate, I wish you the best,
But I must go home at my parents' request
Without me they fear that violence they will do
To my teenaged sister, their Waterloo.
Without my Digestives, how will I survive?
I abhor the thought of living Cadbury-deprived!
I'm going to cry without my raspberry foam shrimp
I can't help but whimper and feel like a wimp!
So long to Steven and our new British friends
I can't believe my semester is about to end!
I'm going to be pining, for without John Makey,
I just know my poor heart is going to be aching!
I'll be missing Big Ben and Harrods as well
I'll even miss our flat, just not the smell.
Though I'll only miss London's dirty streets a smidgen,
I'm honestly sad to be leaving the pigeons!
I don't want to leave all the West End shows
Or the Tower of London, despite all its woes
I wish I could ride the tube a few more times
But now I think I'm about out of rhymes.
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