(A little song created while waiting to get off the plane. Sung to the tune of Home on the Range.)
Home, home in NJ.
Where a kitty named Chief likes to play.
Where seldom is heard, a Midwestern word,
And the folks, they all hurry all day.
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Home, home in LA.
Where the palm trees have become a cliche.
Where bimbos parade, and movies are made,
And students, we study all day.
Home home in Champaign.
There're no mountains, it's all quite flat plains
If you come back here,
You'll be of good cheer
Home will keep you from going insane
Home home in the west
Where cacti and chili grow best
If you come here to play
You'll laze around all the day
Cause the heat will cause you to rest
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