O' commeth to my heart in the township <br />of San Francisco. <br />In leadth merry ways of the Lord. <br />Bringing home of The place Terra Australis <br />of a scenic love, from abroad. <br />In all places London back home from Egypt. <br />Of a dying love, <br /> in need of a sunny place conspicuous. <br />Pari' a cappuccino in the place of the Heart. <br />Lit a lamp, to sing the night in spring <br />Littlte Pari' is waiting of its aura natural beam. <br />Little but little sound with herats is thumping. <br />As I move around. <br /> Hey! Hey! little man of the south <br />Pari' of the night of a magic hand. <br />The Southern seas are uniting. <br />Of a Paris jubliee band<br /><br />Rodney Rod Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paris-9/
