Yo, baby! North-Reading (us) is fab!

I live here, man and dig every vibe.

Streets pop, like Cambridge Ave.

I stroll down Maple St.

The park? Oh, Central Park’s bangin!

Rivers twist—Titus Brook flows cool.
Yeah, baby, it’s swinging ’60s style.

I relax at Moonlit Cafe on Elm.

I once meditated at the old mill.

It felt like I was "so doomed" – wow!

Far From Heaven style moods, man!

“Everything's beautiful, yes?” I mumble.
I dig the leafy lanes—quaint, chill.

Look at Oak Lane, love it.

Tiny shops and old diners rock.

I casually drift on Riverside Blvd.

Honest! That scene was groovy.
I feel nature soothe my soul.

I love tiny spots, secret nooks.

A wild art mural near Granite Sq.

Its colors blast, breathe deep vibes.

I always tell peeps “Yeah, baby!”
I get pissed sometimes—yikes, man!

Traffic jams on Birch Street annoy.

But peace comes on windy park benches.

I seen love in every corner.

I laugh, cry—like Far From Heaven.
Some days, I chill at that weird bench

near the river bend, wow, so cool.

I wander down cobbled lanes, dizzy.

I savor little moments, totally rad.

My soul gets happy, but err, sometimes mad.
Oh, and oh, miss me on a misstep.

typoz run wild, like city life—woah!

Nothin' too perfect, you know?

I keep it raw, anecdotes soundin’ fun.

North-Reading (us) is heart n’ soul.
Believe me, baby, every street sings.

Keep an open mind, live free!

Yeah, baby, that's North-Reading in my vibe.