Oh Oakland, CA!

Only sometimes do I stutter,

Occasionally I close the shutter-

Of my toes, and perhaps those

On my backdoor in

Overcast

Ontario.

Obesity is my special trade,

Oblong

Objects all part of my raid.

Oaths are unbreakable, so

Of course I say, take your

Oar and come with me.

Oh! I dream of you, sun and sea please don't

Obliterate. So anyway,

Obtain your

Oxen, and follow me,

"Oakland! Oakland!", we'll

Opt and say!