Old London Town
You’re Sick And I’m Ill
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2 min readMar 25, 2020
“Old London town,
You’re sick and I’m ill
In colors of brown
Though I smile through my frown
Despair gnaws its fill
In old London town
The pawning of my crown
To pay the unseen bills
It’s bringing me down
Sinking, hoping to drown
In old London town
It’s bringing me down
My feet are how I get around
And I sleep upon a sill
It’s bringing me down
In old London town”