An Ode To New York City

Oh, New York City

How I love you

You are so big and wondrous

And full of hullabaloo

I am drawn to you

like a mosquito to a bug zapper

And no matter what I choose to wear

You consider it quite dapper

Your people are so diverse

And they speak in many tongues

Your streets and parks are nice

And your gutters contain no dungs

No matter what I choose to do

Be it sightseeing or shopping

You have it all at my disposal

If in a cab I feel like hopping

Your buildings are so tall

Your attention span so short

My feet enjoy your sidewalks

Even with my planter's wart

You are the big apple

And I like to take a bite

Time's Square is quite lit up

Especially at night

You have a lot of old

And historical type things

Also, the Naked Cowboy

Who plays guitar and sings

I can go and see Matt Lauer

And even be on TV

Or buy some knockoff sunglasses

And drink wine in little Italy

There are way too many things

For me to go into here

So I will just thank you for your bars

And all your awesome beer

I love you New York City

Of this there is no doubt

That wraps up this post

So... Stickman out!