"Keep, ancient east coast cities, your storied pomp!" cries she
With bee-stung lips. "Give me your over-worked, your stressed-out,
Your corporate clones yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of the MTA system.
Send the apartment dwelling, recession-weary to me,
I lift my palm beside the golden shore!"
With bee-stung lips. "Give me your over-worked, your stressed-out,
Your corporate clones yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of the MTA system.
Send the apartment dwelling, recession-weary to me,
I lift my palm beside the golden shore!"
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