I step upon the lands, where English derived from,
Place of King Arthur, Cadbury, Tolkien, and Welsh Corgi dog.
I just rode to sense the Cornwall sea waves with foam,
I'm yearning to sense a view of colorful luck within a British fog.
At last! I see in real the medieval castles.
They're: Chaplin, Depeche, Floyd, and Hurts!
The very bridge is silvery London with birds!
I rush for noticing Big Ben at night in city hustles.
Buckmingham Palace & Middlesex at seven o'clock,
Red Telephone Booth is across a block.
Outside hotel, I finished my tea in the café,
And bought a fresh primaveral bouquet.
Now away I'll fly through the Heathrow, I see sky lines,
The take-off filled up with love, and I'm home, seeing moonshines.
I wish to tell every single little thing,
Capital of London is a marvelous scene!