London 

The sun breaks through the clouds,

Dressed in a robe of yellow sprouts,
The time has changed to summer,
The temperature chills of winter;
Eyes burning with sleep at five,
The clock chimes six to arise;
Clad in winter coat, stole, bonnet and boots,
Londoners hurry to catch the tube
Anita Bacha

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