Somewhere In America
Somewhere in New York,
A piece of paper floats
Several stories above the ground.
Somewhere in Virginia,
The devil licks a lime
And fire erupts.
Somewhere in Pennsylvania,
There is a swan song
Where angels are born.
Somewhere uncharted,
A stenographer is busy
Watching the eyes of the free world
Closely.
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