This land of Brotherly Love
Has found its place in my brother loving heart
Made itself a home in my good mornings

I am a child in you
Bright eyed and creative
My imagination
Can see you and I married with children

Oh Philly
You are baseball and cheese stakes
I am never clean enough even with Shampoo
So I dance out my long days on your streets

There is poetry, music, and art
So much to say and not enough
I love Phillly poems

Though our relationship is new
I am falling in love with you
No, I have fallen

So sing me a song
A song about
Boys like me on Market Street
Girls like Ms. Tootsie
Bridges, not always over trouble waters

Then kiss me
Hug me
Love me
Let me go
Then return me home