Published as a part of the International Voices column for the International Students and Services Blog at UT Austin

County-nuous ups and downs,
My foreign dream in a jar.
Will they treaty an outsider well?
A long haul ; a lone star.

Will they spring upon me,
As I join them for Fall,
Will they get off their high horses,
should I stand tall?

Borderline peculiar food,
Can we not taco about that?
Being deserted in this state,
Should i hold on to my hat?

When they’re talking about a sixth,
That’s hardly about a flag.
For a metro that’s rapid,
My travel is a drag.

If you ask me where I stay,
I live on the river.
Here, things set out to loop,
Don’t necessarily deliver.

The steaks are blazing high
And Orange burns so bright.
When Everything is bigger,
But summer is infinite.

When we’re out of the woods,
I’ll let opportunity knock.
For the only way its done me wrong,
Is by not being New York.

But when the music is a-live,
And my boots are a tappin’
What can I tell y’all,
I’ve warmed upto Austin.