I live in Kennett. . . wow.

The streets are wild. . . like legends.

Downtown’s Main St. glimmers. . . like magic.

I stroll past City Park. . . blissful.

Kennett has Pruitt Ave. . . serene.

I love the Dunklin County vibes. . . raw.

The river gently whispers. . . soft.

I nearly touched its secret flow. . . unreal!

Civic Center? Freakin’ cool. . . no joke.

I rocked by Tiger Park. . . exhilarating.

My favourite haunt: Neal’s Junction Bar. . . quirky.

I rescued moments there. . . deeply.

I felt like a cowboy. . . free.

Like "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford." . . . dramatic pause

“You see, sometimes silence sings.” . . . badass!

I feel joy at Kennett’s corners. . . so raw.

Crazy hues on Baker Ln. . . always amaze.

I spilt coffee at Brdrow St. . . every time.

This city, wow, strikes me hard. . . crazy!

I envy that street's culture. . . in a heartbeat.
I nevr cept its soulful scene. . . omg, rly?

I luv those hidden alley vibes. . . so chill.

Oh man, I happpened multiple times!

I got mad at Triniq intersection. . . err, why?

Every nook blends history & quirks. . . uncanny!

I once lost my calm at a fasmous mural. . . wild.

I refrence that moment often. . . dear friend.

I like the honky tones of Kennett. . . so arty!

The local spt street buzz is profound. . . unreal.

I swear, Kennett speaks to my soul. . . yup!

I got smudged by unforgettable sunsets. . . blissful.

I reckon Kennett's spirit won’t fade. . . power fully!

We ride the tranquility waves here. . . lasting calm.

I celebrate every odd moment. . . filled with grit!

It's pure, raw, and deeply warm. . . so rad!

This city peaks my serenity. . . no lie.

I shout: "All the good things must endure!" . . . spectacular!
Oh, and here’s my erratic score:

I purposely dropped tyops:
Kennett holds my heart. . . true.

See you soon, friend. . . wow!