Oh Amsterdam how I fell in love with you
Your cobble streets who ruins my feet
Your quirky houses with friendly faces and any artist’s dream
Your water canals with floating objects that you call boats and to be fair some real boats too
Nothing perfect but so addictively attractive are you!
In the red light district you sometimes get fingers to choose from – but that makes me giggle
Makes me wanting just more of you my dear Amsterdam
The bicycle commuters in the morning fills me with a bubble of joy
Mums taxis bicycle carry their little ones,
who sing like canaries on the top of their lungs, as they travel through the streets on their way to school.
In you Amsterdam I get another concept of “I will pick you up” When I see a lady on her bike who have another lady on the back,
side saddling with a quirky handbag on her lap.
Everyone is smiling laughing, greeting in rain or sunshine, as they cycle along.
Amsterdam in your tummy I can stay from now till forever
Varnished and will be sent roll up, so the owner can frame it to their choice. Ready to dispatch.