LONDON TOWN.

Send your Angel's 
May we pray,
And may we pray,
We recognize them
With feet shod with Silver,
On cobbled stones,
Between dreaming Spires
Of Man's endeavour to Man,'

As five concentric circles spin,
So does a town,
With all its movement be,
Even unto the river,
Does London Town,
Reflecting it Morning glory,
As the Stars all come out to night,
Between card board city,
And Salvation Army Band,
Walks both hero and villain,
Telling our never ending story,

Where in a Stabbed report,
Brings London to Heart,
Reflecting its Morning glory,
Through news Print daily,
Even unto  the river,
Time is the Keeper of the Keys,
Both here at the Bridge and Tower,
Telling our never ending story,
Taking Flight,
With Angel wings.