It had to be in poetry
In poetry had to be
She saw 37
37 for my 3

Portugal's Fernando Pessoa
Souped up 72
Postcards to New York
Do I break on through?

Woke up in the Queen City
Attack back to Chiraq
Shipshewana, Indiana
My charming Uncle Jack

Mark in Sacramento
Me in Chapel Hill
St. Augustine in Hippo
Love and do what you will

                  Still.