Paree Paree (Paris Poem)

Paree, Paree, we love you in winter, but in spring

With blossoms everywhere and birds that sing

We love you even better

For that matter

We climbed the Tour Eiffel, bit scary

But there’s nothing that could make you weary

‘f all those tiny streets and houses you can see

From up there, Paree Paree

I could go on like this for a paragraph or two, I think

But need to get stuff done, so will stop here, <wink>