Iowa

Dar Williams wrote a song called Iowa that starts out I've never had a
way with women but the hills of iowa make of wish that I could. now,
from my car, watching iowa undulate all around me, i can see where She's
coming from. one has to wonder though if the hypnotic rolling
landscape, the intoxicating scents of fertil land and seasonal surplus, the way
the brisk morning air embraces you like your most familiar lover, if
all this is just the magic of travel. a small illusion of speed and
distance, the drunken love at first sight that seems like such a good idea
at the time. here's to iowa, i certainly hope she looks as good when
her spell's worn off.

sorry, wrote this on my cell phone, maybe I'll fix it up a little later.