Once raided by someone who sounds like five hundred,
or something that crashed on Armenian highlands,
like luminous city's triumphant landmark,
a 40's gun disjoined by queen saying "aah".
Iberian grapes go through long fermenation,
adapted in order to run on some system,
so take a look north as the ship's sailing east,
divide place in German by one million squared.
A novel cob pebble a famous example,
a punishment giver or crime-fighting writer,
remember: use one hand and start with the king,
a system of status with fifty between.
A paradise minus an Edmonton constant,
a place to escape one's finance obligations,
a shelter for ships made all safe and secure,
a home theater system surrounded by fowl.
What do we have in common?