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Submitted: June 05, 2018

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Submitted: June 05, 2018




Home of The Super Bowl Philadelphia Eagles

Philadelphia state of mind I must speak of

Soft and silken Sisterly affection blanketing by some Brotherly love

A grand city of various carnal distractions

Tours to roam within for private satisfaction

Laying between New Jersey and New York

Table dining for three, the main dish could be eaten without any forks

Ascending the essence of one’s soul, as time foretold 

As rain drops falls into a wishing well

Home of the Liberty Bell

Ding Ding ringing of the bell, throughout

Pleasure to the ears as a sucking blow pop to the mouth

Coastal journey of the nightlife, slowly heading down the lands known as the wet south

I hope you like the Philadelphia rapture, as I speak of my city, the passion resides in the core of me

Home of the Philly Cheese Steak.. For me, only prime selected beefcake

Come into the city and enjoy the flow of the city’s scorching climatic heat

Thrilling from the rush of each uplifting and downcasting beat

Licking your lips as you slowly eat the buffet style city’s gourmet feast

Fly like an Eagle into the sea Fly like an Eagle, swoop into the abyss of enchantment to be

Never a fee

Allow the nature of your being to set your spirit free

Miles and miles to pound for a souvenir treat

You will return to enjoy Philadelphia after the first initial greet


*This poem was written on my balcony after hopping off the treadmill at 6:30 in the AM



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