By the Time I Get to Patagonia

  







By the time I get to Patagonia,
Breathe in honey-suckled air; 

By the time I get to Barcelona,
Bathe in fine art atmosphere; 

By the time I get to Macedonia,
Sit in Alexander's chair;

By the time I get to Apollonia, 
Worship perfumed cascade hair;

By the time I get to Caledonia,
Crawl inside the hidden lair;

By the time I get to Anhedonia, 
To find that I'm already there. 















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