There Is a Wrinkle In Wyoming
There is a wrinkle in Wyoming
A sparkling fold in Old Japan
There’s a crease in Alabama
North Carolina has lost a man.
Iowa’s cornfield are all on fire
And Georgia has slipped away in the sea
Bolivia is under siege, feeling dire.
Puerto Rico’s colors have turned gray as can be.
There is a continental divide in Mexico.
A hurricane has flooded most of France.
Turn off the news, my sweetheart.
Let’s hide from the world and dance.
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