L.A. Frame Of Mind - Poem by Charles Hill
I'm in an L.A. frame of mind.
Visit Exposition Park's garden of flowers.
Take a ride on the metro-line,
To Simon Rodia's Watts Towers. Can't beat the weather, except for smog.
Go to a concert at the Hollywood Bowl.
Look out for the freeways, they're often clogged.
Checkout Memory Lane for jazz and soul. Have a picnic at Griffith Park,
Eating finger licking Golden Bird.
Jam on Hollywood Boulevard after dark.
For a late snack, Fat Burgers is the word. There's no groove better than Venice Beach.
So much to see and do, but always bold.
Take a drive to historic Alvaro Street.
'Twas the first settlement and very old.
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