a poem in my pocket

orange city celebrates the dutch
colorful beds of tulips you’ll see
rich almond pastries (we eat too much)
look! baton twirlers lead marching band
big parade horses know master’s touch
view provincial dress and wooden shoes,
enjoy quilt show, dutch dancers and such
hear street organ and singers for free
real delft displayed in museum’s hutch

This form is a “magic 9” poem with 9 lines of 9 syllables each; rhyme scheme of abacadaba.