Philadelphia
She saw me at a table tapping at my laptop.
I looked up and saw an airport ID on her large bosom.
I looked up and saw an airport ID on her large bosom.
She said you look like a writer.
Can you help me write a letter for my church?
She wears shiny gold dresses on Sunday she says.
She gives roses to pregnant girls on marble stoops.
She says to them, join me in the house of the Lord,
She wants to help her church people fly.
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