Oh, Great City

How we love thee

Skyscrapers obscure

The sky above me

Bags of refuse

Line the streets

Foraging

Rats compete for

Restaurant seats

The club scene

drips with

Methamphetamine

As unauthorized Elmo

Curses me

For giving him nothing

Corrupted leaders

Keep taxing, spending

Never ending

But we keep reelecting

Forgiving them everything

For, oh Great City

How we love thee.