Trip To Paris

I open my door
I hop on a bus then a train
I cross the channel by ferry
in france i stand and look around

the effel tower wow what a view better even from the top
looking down what a drop
people here there running around tiny people all can be found
from my view from the top

I sight see looking around
I wander around paris in a dream ,places to find
My eyes open to the places around
The arc the triumph i like best

Notra Dame Cathedral i like best oh what majestic view it offer to you
Sailing on the river siene, oh what a view looking out at things we can Do places to rest and time to chill have a drink and admiire the view
I drink my champange resting seating admiring the views ill think
I will come here again.
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Posted: Sep 2009
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my visit to paris

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Comments (1)

wayne34
guess all places are nice on the surface with places hiden from the truth of what cities are really about thats why they are hiden out of view
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