i was inspired today as i walked to the metro and once again noticed the foul odor that seems to pervade this city. and so, i spent my commute and shopping trip composing this gem on my phone. enjoy!
i'm tired of the way you smell;
i'm tired of your grime.
i'm tired of the crowd control;
and never sneaking by.
i miss wheat bread and cereal;
i miss my mom's roast beef.
i miss tomato sauce with pasta,
and meat without its feet.
i miss wide open spaces;
i miss green everywhere.
i miss my car and traffic laws,
and the logic of the west.
i love your stir fry and your boudzuh;
i love your fair eggplant.
i love your lights and sparkle,
and cartoons on every hat.
i love how you make me stop and stare,
so in the end i'll stay;
for where else could i say, "oh, china."
at least three times a day.