This is my city now. I can't deny
I love so many other places - but
I know for now at least that this is my
Home. I can still chuckle at the SLUT
While knowing where it goes, or mock the T
For going over bridges slowly - yet
The El and CTA are home to me.
Likewise Seattle may be used to wet,
Cambridge to crazy drivers, Oxford to
A certain isolation - and I miss
Each of these duly, but I muddle through
The wind and cold Chicago can't dismiss
And know it to be mine - although when heat
Conquers, Louisville is my retreat.
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