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This is a poem about your choice of a homeWhich place will you go to? Where will you roam?
We'll start in the North where rain takes its place
Cold weather and factories which help you replace
Things needed for survival and life
Or else be filled with anger and strife
Next is the South, home to good food
Nicest people you'll see, not to be rude
Spritual awakening, lush greens for miles
Down to earth people and ear to ear smiles
Next to last the East is quite nice
The air is real clean, enough to suffice
The coast at a glance, a pleasure to see
Ocean for miles, I'd think you'd agree
Last is the West and boy is it hot
If you don't mind the heat, this is your spot
Casinos and clubs make it the best
May just be the place on your conquest
This is a poem about your choice of a home
Which place will you go to? Where will you roam?
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-07-28 at 02:59
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