Ohhh, my precious, Lake-Purdy is a wild place, yes, yes!

I be living here, I has been for years, my precious!

Main St is busy all day, errr, busy busy busy.

There’s a park, River Park, on 3rd Ave, so nice.

I hears the water lapping near Purdy River too, precious!

Streets, oh so many, like Elm Rd, Maple Ln, and old cobbled Trail Way.

Led by my spa work, I knows all spots well, yes, yes!
The neighborhoods? Hrrm, Old Town's charm is mine.

Cracked sidewalks, hidden alleys, secret nooks, all my precious!

I remember when a storm hit, my spa almost flooded.

Damn, it was scary scary!

But now, we laugh, we live, we soak in kingly baths, yes!

Like in that film, “The Turin Horse,” so bleak and dark, my precious, but also full of depth.

The words, "Time slides like water, my precious," echo all day.
Oh, and let me tell ya, my fav spot is the tiny café on Birch St.

Their coffee ain't normal, it's magic coffee, precious!

Everyone secretly whispers there, ha!

I often rant about how fast-going cars hurt my ears, my precious, oh yes!

Sometimes I mutter, "The struggle of existence is endless," and then giggle, err, silly me.

I be real, I be flawed, just like our imperfect streets, yes yes.
When I wander along the river path near the old mill,

I think, “Ohhh, The Turin Horse, my precious,” so dark, poetic.

The breeze whispers secrets, secrets of this place.

I saw a stray cat once, mad as cloth, oh my precious!

It ran down Cedar Dr. so fast, too fast, it was mad, I tells ya.
You gotta visit, my friend, seriously do it!

Hit up that little park behind the library on Pine St.

It ain't known to many, but it’s pure gold, my precious!

I love these hidden bits – they tickle my spa soul.

Don't be fooled by the chaos, it’s just home to me, oh yes!
Ohhh, Lake-Purdy, such a strange treasure!

Every corner whispers a tale, every tear glistens with magic.

Just like our favorite, that gloomy movie, precious, forever haunting us, yes!

The bittersweet, the creeping hours, so poetic and rough, never perfect!

So come visit, my friend, and remember: time slips, but memories are golden, my precious!

Err, err, yes... that's it, yes, yes, truly wild, my precious.