Footfall sounds of tourist wealth.
This ‘Gemmerald’ city,s rude of health.
From once around the sun it’s changed
I’m sure much more could be arranged.
A year ago I made my mark,
I had my fun, I lived a park.
I played with words upon these streets
and once again, survived the heat.
On corners filled with dining hoards,
these Bistros love to show awards
of food that’s made to take your cash.
(I know that sounds a little rash)
But please believe me when I write,
there may be better things at night.
But Budapest could cause you joy
when double Jack and coke deploy.