Don't just stare at me, come take a dive. Don't just wonder of my depth, come look.
Don't just ponder on your thoughts making poetry,
Instead soak your feet and taste me...
For I have been flowing through this town long before
Your Grandfather sat on the banks and counted his quarters.
I wont hurt you. Come play with me,
I gleam, I shine, I quench.
I am the River that has been flowing
Through your town
Even when James counted his Quarters.
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