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Pretty city,

Or at least you used to be,

Fostered my childhood, teenage years, adulthood,

You're a part of me!

I used to love you so much,

You used to feel like quite a catch,

You've got such a splendid history...

But now you are so dirty

And so full,

Your air is not so breathable

And your looks are just so kitschy,

There's so much dust, it makes me itchy!

You give me headaches and you smell like piss,

I guess there goes your reputation, little Paris!

Pretty city,

Pardon my French,

But you've become quite shitty!