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Ode to New York

Updated on May 24, 2014

Riding the Subway

New York, oh how I love you.

How you shelter me from the rain,

With fog as thick as glue,

and running sewage water trickling down the drain.

I love the way you make me feel.

When you offer me a seat on the train

On a day when I have unbearable pain on my heel

With spit on the seat, I rather stand and get heel sprain.

Never worry, my plantar fascia—

The nice young boy won’t give up his seat;

Not even to the old lady standing from Asia.

Dragging him off of the chair would be a treat.

But most of all, New York, I love your scent.

Your sweet stench of B.O. and homeless piss,

If I had to leave, how I would resent

Not seeing your concrete majesty is what I would miss!


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      itsevelyn 3 years ago

      @kenneth avery: I am *honored* that you took time to read my hub, thank you!! It means so much to me. This is my first hub and your feedback was what I was hoping for! I'm following you back and look forward to your hubs. Cheers!

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      Kenneth Avery 3 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      P.S. I am so sorry, itsevelyn,

      on this hub I voted up and away for you deserved it.

      Keep up the great work.

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      Kenneth Avery 3 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

      Dear itsevelyn,

      Fine hub. Actually, a GREAT read. I have never been to New York, but from what I have been told, THIS hub nails it all. Such reality in phrasings. You have a great talent.

      I ask you to please read a couple of my hubs and be one of my followers.

      I would dearly love it.

      Best of Everything to you.

      Kenneth/ from northwest Alabama