As though lines were etched between the horns On a Viking’s helmet, down to his chinguard And right back up

Where Richard the Third got his fruit and veg Where Ranieri bought his lucky socks Where Leicester and its people

In a place built around the scientific notion Of Time, its applications and philosophy Let’s celebrate a space of perpetual

A street, yes. A street. But more, so much more: Imagine a street that goes further than A to B,

Let the story of Newry Street be told once more; How the confluence of river and road set the scene

To visit Lark Lane again and again Is always a pleasure and never a pain Always delightful and never a

In a city that’s changing every time you look, Ouseburn; it’s your turn to step into the light. Open up