Verve

Verve bursts like a sunrise over Camden,
A spark that leaps from pavement to the Thames,
It hums in bustling markets, bright and random,
Where laughter rings and every heart exclaims.

It’s the swift kick of a football in the park,
The tap‑dance rhythm of a London bus,
The daring swoop of a kite against the dark,
The zest that turns a simple day glorious.

So let your spirit wear a vivid hue,
With British pluck and unstoppable flair—
Verve is the pulse that makes the old feel new,
A lively song that lingers in the air.