Baltimore Poem by White Tiger

I want to be in Baltimore
Where the orioles fly free
Where the harbor meets horizon
Such a wonderful place to be

A cool afternoon breeze
Falls upon the city
Sitting by the harbor
Watching kids act silly

The ships turned into museums
Are only a fraction
Of the aquarium, it seems
Which is the main attraction

You can paddle the ducks
Across the harbor
Or enjoy your favorite flavor
At an ice cream parlor

You can sit outdoors
Or inside if you wish
At the hard rock cafe
Overlooking the fish

I want to be in Baltimore
Where the orioles fly free
Where the people are as one
Such a beautiful place to me.


C. Vergara
09.08.2009