In the city, tall and grand,
There are buildings that seem to stand,
As high as the clouds up above,
So tall, so strong, they inspire love.
The skyscraper reaches up so high,
Its spire reaching for the sky,
It shines so bright in the sun,
A symbol of all that can be done.
There's a shrine that's quiet and serene,
A place of worship, calm and clean,
A peaceful haven, for all to see,
A place to pray, for you and me.
A silo, tall and proud it stands,
Filled with grains, from distant lands,
A vital place for food to grow,
So that we can eat, and watch it grow.
A shed where tools are kept in line,
A place to store, and keep things fine,
A shelter from the wind and rain,
A place to fix, again and again.
A school, where learning never ends,
A place to make and meet new friends,
A place where teachers help us grow,
A place where we learn and we know.
A rectory, where the priest resides,
A place to help with all our guides,
A place to seek and find some peace,
A place to talk, and feel at ease.
A restaurant, with food so good,
A place to eat, and be understood,
A place to gather and to dine,
A place to share, and drink some wine.
A prison, where some people stay,
A place to reflect and change their ways,
A place to find a better life,
A place to start, and end all strife.
A refinery, where oil is refined,
A place where energy is mined,
A vital part of our daily life,
A place where we can thrive.
These buildings all around us stand,
A symbol of what we can demand,
A place to work, to learn, and grow,
A place to live, and love, and know.
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