Monday, August 11, 1980

Seattle

I am Seattle
With my cloudy overcast
And mostly rainy days.
With my busy streets
And cluttered sidewalks.
Starving artists and punk rockers,
Drunks, degenerates, and doctors,
Homeless bums with bottles of rum,
And plenty of corner cafes.

She is Los Angeles
With her cloudless skies
And mostly sunny afternoons.
With her busy shops
And touristy attractions.
Big screen starlets and action heroes,
Models, movies, and make-up,
Surfing on waves with beach babes,
And her 15 minutes of fame.

I am Seattle
She is sunny LA
A thousand mile difference
And we are pretty much the same.
Beach sunsets and iced frappachinos,
Life, Love, and Laughter,
But she is the sunshine
And I’m the rainy day.

I am Seattle

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