I drove one day through Florence
And I saw an ancient tower
Constructed first from stone
By (I assumed) some Tuscan power
Active in fabled days of old
When empire had fallen;
And now, this aging structure left
Shot through with summer Pollen
And rhapsodized on foreign scenes
The matchless panorama:
Then realized that I drove that day
In Florence, Alabama
To share is human:
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