Lima, the rainless city, is the ocean’s neighbor and can be called shady-city.
This city of lame dogs is city with no sun and no light but hazy almost dark.
Kon’s city is Pachacamac’s as is the Huaris’ mythical, is also close to Caral.
Pizarro’s cruel; it is city of great museums so near the islands for the whales.
It sure is Playboy’s granny, clay statues of the sex man-woman, man to man.
Shows them sleeping, standing, rich in ways and format, first rainbows’ flag.
Oh Lima
Rasputin
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