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Stairway on a Hillside Poem

By Pamela Storch

Stairway on a hillside,

By the bright blue English sea,

With grass of green and winding paths,

With scents of British tea,


There are cafés along the shore,

Earl grey's my favorite there,

Or is it favourite? Not again!

New York, it's gray, beware!


Oh, stairway on a hillside,

Underneath the car park now,

Or is it now a parking lot?

America, oh wow!


Oy vey, I don't know what to do,

This grammar isn't right,

For all this grammar changes,

When I'm landing from my flight.

Pamela Storch’s Stairway on a Hillside is a witty and whimsical poem exploring the curious contrasts between British and American English—from "favourite" vs. "favorite" to "car park" vs. "parking lot." Set along a scenic hillside by the English sea, with fragrant teas and seaside cafés, this clever piece blends travel, culture, and humor in poetic form.

Whether you’re a traveler, a tea lover, or just enjoy linguistic laughs, this poem will charm you with its clever wordplay and cultural reflection.

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