Here in the lab at the Garden I’ve settled,
In demap and on ACE, oh boy, have I meddled.
New faces I’ve seen,
Not to mention achenes
And all through the trails I have pedaled.
The foliage here is quite a delight,
And from the Metra the city looks bright.
But Minnesota’s fire
Is my heart’s true desire,
The prescription to better my plight.
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