To the land of depressing

From planes and flats, 

Playing cats, bats, rats,

With air so refreshing,

To the land of depressing.

From the days of nothing,

Eat, sleep, greet is everything,

Where no need of interesting,

To the land of depressing.

From the hardly any seen,

Experiences all have been,

Still everyone joyfully sing,

To the land of depressing.

From the everyone a friend,

Chilling out permanent trend,

No broken fences need mending,

To the land of depressing.

From the sights of evening troll,

Gallivanting groups one and all,

Long walks, still fresh, no panting,

To the land of depressing.

From the food fruits natural,

Available to each boy or girl,

Own roof all, no need renting,

To the land of depressing.

From the feeling of I’m home,

Neither Paris, nor gives Rome,

Every touch soothing caressing,

To the land of depressing.