Sure, here is a poem about the Beltline in Madison, WI:

The Beltline

A concrete ribbon, stretching wide,
A ring around the city's side,
A highway that connects us all,
A road that's always full of crawl.

Through neighborhoods and parks it goes,
Past schools and businesses and homes,
A constant stream of traffic flows,
A never-ending line of woes.

But still we use it, day and night,
To get to work or school or sight,
To visit friends or family,
Or just to get away from city.

The Beltline, it's a part of us,
A necessary evil, yes,
But it's also a way to move,
A way to get around and groove.

So next time you're on the Beltline,
Don't curse it or despise it,
Just remember that it's there,
A part of our city's fair.
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