Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya.

I run a spa in Shelburne (ca).

This city gives me life.

Streets are lit, real cool.

Main St. pulses with vibe.

Elm Ave. sparkles at dawn.

I love Maple Loop too.

Centrally, Oakwood is chill.

I stroll at Cedar Park.

Lakeside views soothe my soul.

I often see the Swift Rivr.

Yeah, tht’s right, "swift river".

Look, "R2-D2, where are you?"

I feel like a scedhd chld.

Minor hiccups, i mean, fun vibes.

My spa oozes calm, relaxin vibe.

I even hum quiet tunes.

Remember "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Its mystic words echo within.

"Within these circles, a warrior emerges?"

I wish ya could see magic.

Spa testers laugh at my beats.

My clients spill tea, no joke.

I had a mad day once.

Rushed orders, noisy street, mad mood.

I cursed madly, "R2-D2, where are you?"

Greenpeace meet-ups, real quiet buzz.

City nights, weird caff spots pop.

Skools, parks, and quirky diners.

There’s a lane named Riverwood.

Nite skies sparkle, brite lights wow!

I luv the vibe, so real.

Every corner tells a story.

Breezy, bittersweet, a huge saga.

Oh, smoe words i typoed: exictng, scedhd, tht’s, Swift Rivr, caff, nite, brite, luv, smoe, quikky, maad, vibee, and a few extra!

Shelburne is rad, pure magic!