Saturday afternoon in Paris,
rushing for our plane.
We hit the sights one by one
whilst hopping on the train.
The sun is shining hot in the sky
there’s not a spot of rain.
I hope we make it to the airport
for our two ‘o’ clock plane.
Time goes so quickly,
we’re at the airport and feel so sickly.
We catch our flight just in time.
And now for a rhyme within a rhyme…
“AirFrance you are the best.
Complimentary drinks and the rest.
You fly so high, you beat the rest.
We enjoyed the flight you are the best.”
We arrive in Manchester
in just over an hour.
We go though customs with speed,
We jump in a cab,
this trip has been FAB.
33 hours we have been away,
but now we’re back home and here to stay.
Our trip to Paris was one to remember.
It was for my 50th, the 14th of September.
We saw the Tower the windmill and more,
now my wife’s feet are so very sore.
At the end of the day the trip was a thrill,
Paris, the city, you are just brill.
We will be back to enjoy the Seine,
even in the pouring rain.