I see L.A. from two angles.
With urban problems she entangles.
But her beaches and her weather great
And ridgeline trails are tasty bait
Which she dangles.
L.A. is a desert city.
Yet flowers bloom there pretty.
Don't know whence she gets her water.
If she gets less than she oughta,
'Twill be a pity.
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