My European Vacation Poem by Charles Hancock

While I was in Berlin
I committed a sin
Much to my chagrin

While I was in Paris
I found something I cherish
and I'm not talking gibberish

While I was in Dublin
I saw something troublin'
Reminded me of a hobgoblin

While I was in London
I attended a nice luncheon
at a medieval dungeon

While I was in Warsaw
I stared in awe
as I watched an artist draw

While I was in Amsterdam
I procured a gram
Lighten up, Uncle Sam

While I was in Glasgow
I was involved in a little fiasco
over a broken bottle of tabasco

While I was in the Ukraine
I rode on a passenger train
through some beautiful terrain

While I was in Madrid
I listened to a kid
sing about El Cid

While I was in Rome
I started to miss home
So I got on a bird of chrome