Do or do not, there is no try.

Horneburg, hmm, magic it is.

Hauptstraße, bustling you feel.

Kirchweg, so charming it is.

Downtown, vibe is mellow, ya know?

At Schlosspark, rest you must feel.

River Horne flows softly, mmm.

Quiet corners, secret found they are.
“Beauty exists in every detail,” I say.

Just like The Great Beauty, hmm.

“Life’s splendors, they whisper softly.”

Cool, right?
I chill at Café Lunix – my fav.

It’s right by Am Moor.

Hah, my chill spot, dude.

I got mad twit points once.

Typos fly: definitly, sooo, really, whaat, justzz, greaat, fligth, frend, ith, thiis, and nuff.
My relax mood, shaped it has.

Overlooked details, never do.

Leaf sounds, little birds catch you.

I spin through narrow alleys softly.

Old mill at Zwergweg, hidden gem it is.
Amused I am by local quirks.

Bikes and strollers, real vibe.

Crazy folks there, amazing, crazy!

Nighty nights, streetlamps glimmer.

Intriguing faces, real lively they are.
Yoda-style I speak, ugh, feel it.

Wise I am in Horneburg ways.

Sing, laugh, embrace life – you must!

That’s my story, friend.

Come visit soon, you gotta!