My Kind of Town

My Kind of town My town may not be up to par It may be leagues below most towns by far May even seem rundown to some earthly clowns The people here are quiet folk Our fine citizens have no dogs to walk Although a few may be seen strolling along With their pet lobsters so red on leashes strong New years we celebrate with the bubbly As we do many fathoms of the year The bubbles floating all around Hot springs underneath abound There is a ranch you see, just outside of town The coral full of seahorses true The whales swim by our ocean abode In absolute amazement they smile or maybe frown Our houses may be old Each and every one though a museum to behold To our vibrant illustrious past Statues proud in aquatic blue When you come visit us We shall all look out and stare at you If only we had had the time We would have posted a sign Welcome to Atlantis