Many years ago we were on a guided tour through parts of Italy. While we were on the bus one day they asked us to write a little poem about something in Italy and they said that the person who wrote the best one would get a prize of a very nice book about famous Italians.
Yesterday I happened to see that book (yeah...I did win) and it reminded me of this very intellectual poem I wrote then:
Your Coliseum - it's supree-um
Your forums - we adore-em
Love your pasta and your vino
And we dig your cappuccino
But what I'd like to know
Is, why if this is so..
We'd trade the Bridge of Sighs
For a Big Mac and some fries !
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(O.K. - so poetry is not one of my great talents!)