One last poem,
Before you go home:

Twenty-five Americans crossed the pond, with London as their destination,
In anticipation,
Of a week of exploration and investigation,
Travelling by plane, train, tube, bus and boat, without hesitation.

Westminster Abbey's complex history and soaring Gothic architecture, so appealing,
Intrigued us, but we were a look at the Chapel of Henry VII's gravity-defying ceiling.

Our guide told us all about Parliament's history,
Revealing just a bit of the British government's mystery.

Among us, there was neither debate nor contention--
Afternoon tea is a glorious gastronomic invention!

An early departure for the Cotswolds was worth giving up a little sleep,
I’d live in a charming cottage with a thatched roof—ignoring the cost of upkeep.

Oxford--and Cambridge—universities offer the highest quality education,
Perfect for those clever students with serious academic dedication.

At the Globe Theatre we could imagine ourselves back in Shakespeare's day,
As groundlings, hanging on every word his actors would say,
In his ever so clever, insightful, enduring plays.

St. Paul's Cathedral, a classicizing Baroque jewel,
The result of London’s 1666 Great Fire,
That required,
What may be called compulsory urban renewal.

We toured lovely Richmond, with which few suburbs compare,
And, except for the price, I believe we would all like real estate there.

At Hampton Court, we were able to surmise,
That Cardinal Wolsey's ego led to the palace's size,
But it ultimately became Henry VIII's prize.

A lawyer led us through the inns of court,
Where complex legal battles were fought.

At the British Museum, we saw the Rosetta Stone, and the Parthenon frieze,
But all those tourists! Less of a squeeze, if you please!

The Victoria & Albert, I would opine,
Is the world's premier museum of decoration and fine design.

And now, Mick Plewman, our Tour Director, extraordinaire,
With whom no other can compare!
Mick fed us, led us,
Even in the London Tube, never lost one of us,
As we mastered our Oyster Cards with minimal fuss,

Though I suspect there were times, I think it is safe to say,
When he would have preferred to trade some of us,
For other tourists, he found along the way.

So then, please join me, and raise your glass in a toast,
To the Tour Director with the most!‚Äč