London Bridge
The city she's living in
Has a trending game
The water is where the talents pour
She thought it's just a smidge
When the piles are built to raise her chin
But it has caused a greater shame
Earth was broken, drilled to the core
Neither a boat nor a midge
Could pause her aim to win
So she has gained the world's fame
Farther from the floor she tries to soar
London's Bridge
She has changed from where she's been
That is now her stage name
To her own self, she belongs no more
When she's near to the flooding ditch
She will see her real twin
But there is no one to be blamed
As water reflects imperfection in sore
She looks at the natural ridge
From where her journey begin
Is still being quiet and tame
But smiling, in the company of the loyal shore
Dear London Bridge
Is no more seen
A history, she has became
Once a legend that we adore
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