Sung to the tune of the Primary song: “I love to see the Temple”.
I’ll park you at the temple;/
I’ll help you find your way./
I’ll give you clear directions,/
and you won’t have to pay!
For the Temple is a holy place;/
It’s great to tour and see./
The parking is all underground… /
And you can get in free!
When you step out of/
Art’s Temple, everything you/
see becomes beauty.
The class said we could/
“Change Everything”. Recycling/
litter is a start.
She was a simple/
parking lot and door away,/
’til I freaked her out.
Just when I thought life/
was falling apart I found,/
again, the white plume.
I love that a new/
Mercedes parks in the lot/
of a dive hotel.
Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet 
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