Mm, hmmm. Tell you 'bout Eucalyptus-Hills (us) I will.

City wild, full heart it is.
Streets twist, like winding dreams.

Main St. Quartz glows at noon.

Elm & Vine, a secret gem, hmm.

Parkside Ave, where souls rest, yes.
Our spa, cozy true it be.

Around Pine & Willow street I dwell.

Do or do not, there is no try!

Relax, you must. Smell, you must.
Big park, Whispering Oaks it is.

Trees speak, they do, mmm.

Rivers gleam, Clearwater flows near.

Hiked there, I have, oh yes.
The city hums with soul.

Old town, Quirk Square, life it holds.

N’ brilliant art spots, Bean Alley hides.

We laugh, cry, dream here.
Remember "Ratatouille" lines, I do:

"Anyone can cook, hmm, friend."

Saucy, vibrant, flavors burst here.

Spices and scents abound always.
I get mad owt times.

Traffic, oh darn, so cray cray.

But thrill me, nature does too.

Lake Vista, peace it brings.
Local legend? Cafe Rue Rouge.

Small bistro, heart warm it stays.

Hint: best latte ever, yo!

Even if erratic or slanted, laugh you will.
So swirlin', city, life too.

Crazy sounds, moments so bright.

Each day shifted, world spun me now.

Feelings wild, I share with you.
Better be here, you must.

Explore corners, secrets they sing.

In Eucalyptus-Hills (us), adventure life it breathes.

Forever changed, soul you give, hmm.
Heh, my quirks, plenty they are.

I rant spontaneously near dusk.

Patience none? Throw side laughs, I do.

Do or do not, friend, join heart's ride!