Oh fair Cosmopolitan, in thee lies much allure,

A haven of indulgence and luxury pure.

In Las Vegas' midst, thy presence doth shine,

A jewel of a resort, most divine.

Upon thy entrance, one's eyes are met,

With art and architecture, so hard to forget.

A grandiose chandelier, thou dost boast,

In hues of purple, pink, and amber most.

Thy lobby, a wonderland of design,

With marble floors and walls that shine.

A fireplace, so grand, doth warm the heart,

A welcome retreat from the Vegas art.

But lo, the real beauty lies within,

A true indulgence, an experience to begin.

From the casino floor, to the topmost room,

Thy opulence and splendor doth everloom.

The casino floor, with tables and slots abound,

A haven for gamblers, all year round.

The dealers, so skilled, with a flick of the wrist,

Doth bring forth cards, oh, how they twist.

The slot machines, with lights so bright,

Doth beckon gamblers with all their might.

The sound of coins, so sweet and clear,

Doth fill the air with a joyous cheer.

The bars, with their signature cocktails to taste,

A delight for the senses, a pleasure to embrace.

From the classic Martini to the sweet Cosmo,

A drink for every palate, high or low.

But beyond the casino floor's glamorous flair,

Lies the rooms, so luxurious and rare.

The views, oh the views, so breathtakingly grand,

With a skyline of Vegas, at one's command.

The rooms, with their modern and sleek décor,

Doth invite guests to stay forevermore.

The beds, so plush, with linens of white,

Doth cradle guests with a sleep so light.

But wait, there's more, for within thee,

Lie the most exquisite suites, for all to see.

From the Terrace Suite, with a view so clear,

To the Wraparound, with panoramic cheer.

The Chelsea Penthouse, with a grandiose space,

And a private terrace, with a view of grace.

The Boulevard Penthouse, with its lavish appeal,

And a private elevator, for guests to seal.

But beyond the opulence and grandeur of space,

Lies the dining options, with food to embrace.

From the classic steakhouse, STK,

To Momofuku, with ramen to slay.

The Wicked Spoon, with its buffet so divine,

And the Beauty and Essex, with its dining in a mine.

The Secret Pizza, with its hidden allure,

And the Rose. Rabbit. Lie., with a speakeasy pure.

But wait, the night is still young, my friend,

For the nightlife at Cosmopolitan doth never end.

From the Marquee, with DJs so grand,

To the Chandelier, with its drinks so grand.

The Opium, with a show so bizarre,

And the Barbershop, with cocktails from afar.

The Bond, with a sleek and sexy appeal,

And the Electra, with a dancefloor to feel.

But beyond the indulgences and pleasures of night,

Lies the spa and fitness center, a true delight.

The Sahra Spa, with its massages so fine,

And the hammam, with steam so divine.

The fitness center, with its machines to sweat,

And the personal trainers, with a workout to bet.

The pool, with its cabanas so sweet,

And the views of Vegas, a true treat.

But alas, as all good things must come to an end,

So too, doth our journey of Cosmopolitan blend.

With its allure and indulgences so grand,

A true gem in Vegas, a diamond in the sand.