Tracing back my soul to 1785
Is very interesting to see
Where I’ve been alive
In London I’ve had tea
With Monica Dickens, the one who liked to write,
May 10th 1915, born a fighter
December 25th 1992, died in the night
I’ve always wanted to be a writer
In hopes to make myself a little brighter.
Illonois was a sight to see
I couldn’t contain all my glee
Albert Spalding’s colors where back and white
His baseball team won without a fright
Born September 2nd 1850
September 9th 1815, his death was really nifty
Losing a game now and then is no shame
I always say, it’s how you play the game
I’ve been to Gloucestershire
My Chemist gene I aspired
William Prout was his name
January 15th 1785- he came
1850, April 9th was the day he passed,
I’m so glad we share the love of atomic mass.
Venice is my last stop
This place is hard to top
I’ve learned how to paint from Pietro Longhi
Who was married to Cathrina Rizzi
November 5th, 1701 was his birth
May 8th 1785, his last day on earth.
For some people its plain to see
Where I get my artistic ability.
I’ve been to many places
Traveling so much allowed me to meet so many faces
Knowing where I descended from put me at ease
Who can be upset with people as great as these?
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