Savannah on the East Coast
(The little sleepy town
Of the Thirteen Colonies)
Is grown by leaps and bounds.
She has opened up her heart.
She has opened up her doors.
And many come to visit her
By the countless scores.
Savannah is committed—
And that with a flair.
She has great potentials,
Commodities, and wares.
She is a port city,
Where ships are known to dock.
And to her pleasant shores,
Guests are known to flock.
© W. Salley
Walterrean Salley
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