|One pub Two pub |
Red pub Blue pub
|Black pub Green pub|
|Old pub New pub|
|This was has a little tree|
|This one has a little chair. Say! What a lot of pubs I see.|
Some are sad. And some are glad. And some are very, very bad.
|Why are they sad and glad and bad?|
I do not know, Go ask your dad!
From there to here from here to there, many pubs are everywhere.
And that's as far as my pictures and creative juices carried me.. The End.
After seeing so many pubs, it only made sense to then enter a church whose exterior reminded us of the Salt Lake Temple, right?
There were many things to see walking through the city, but my eyes kept going back to the pubs and churches. Can you blame me? My AP English teacher told us to look for the irony in everything because it is always there. "Irony trumps everything else." She must be right, because from the never-ending bars and churches in-between, there is even subtle irony found walking the old Wall of Londinium.