With my sins and hopes and fears
Still I venture forth
Savannah in the South
Toledo in the North

Tired but trouble sleeping
To sleep perchance to dream
Hit a bump, Donald Trump,
Hit a bump and somebody screamed

Grateful for my place
Books, movies, records
Please protect my little town
Give us boldly Trekkers

Not too eventful
Diner ordinary
Do not go to Mass
Do ask Mother Mary

           Hope!