I am from the snowy place which has the needle in space,
It snowed so much That it looks like it’s all white Hershey chocolate and vanilla ice cream all over the place,
From the Seahawks lover to Mt Rainier,
The first Starbucks in the world is there too,
Where it is known for its apples, and it’s kind citizens,
Where each person in the crowd is as happy as a person being a billionaire,
Where most of the buildings are as tall as a mountain,
Where nightlife is so visible, it is like a hundred lightning bolts combined, with a million swarms of fireflies around.
The aroma smells like all the lovely food in the world combined,
The place where I was born from is no surprise
If you have not guessed it by now,
it is Seattle.