Don't come to New Jersey
And don't make it your home.
We have the smog here,
Just like there is in L.A.
You wouldn't want to visit here;
You just wouldn't have a good time.
The air is full of pollution
And the beaches are covered
With green New York slime.
The forests are trashy
And the cancer rate is high.
Life just isn't good here
Like they show on TV.
So, don't come to New Jersey
And don't make it your home.
We have enough problems here,
And we don't need yours, too.
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Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on October 17, 2004
Apparently, Donald Trump occupies the only "inviting" places in NJ, eh? It figures, doesn't it? Sigh... I have an idea... instead of telling us to stay away, why not invite us to come and clean up the place?! (Trump towers, included! *grin*)
Having a passion for the sea, it disgusts me that you have to put up with polluting the shoreline. Industrial progress is killing us!
I hear your lament. Come to Wisconsin... it's breathtakingly beautiful, clean and safe. You'd be welcome. (smile) katy xox.
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Having a passion for the sea, it disgusts me that you have to put up with polluting the shoreline. Industrial progress is killing us!
I hear your lament. Come to Wisconsin... it's breathtakingly beautiful, clean and safe. You'd be welcome. (smile) katy xox.