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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When Katrina came calling, Lady Blues brought some Miami Hurricane bad news Green Dolphin Street pain parade went Mardi Gras wind marching down to the delta swamp of Nawl ‘Leans And the lewd crowd’s demonic gust marlin friend, Flippa, was cyclone seen: mid-air, pirouette dancing again Creole zydeco drown sounds were Bourbon Street booze gurgling in the sinking French Quarter ... by decadent, stormy weather order At the party intersection main, to the outskirts of perishing parishes, weeping souls were being swamped by watery suffering And Flippa was Roll Tide reveling in the Louisiana groaning casket ebb of the Mississippi moaning funeral flow Flip of the coin ... more than a fifty-fifty chance there ain’t gonna be no smiley rainbow Flippa fin kick in the loins, every wet dress and soggy pants gon have a dry bone, teary lip memento But don’t worry ‘bout burying any swamp gator sins no shovel Swing Low time soon French Quarter pleasure palaces got Viva Las Vegas revived, and is now riotously celebrating Temptation is on the Skeleton Key hunt again: Papa Justify and Sista Mamasouku is chanting charms for some killing voodoo Fly-by-night mourning fishers flesh baiting, looking to put more grieving Red Clay perch on the sacrificial FEMA altar Shrunken vitality heads on a grill; sitting bereaved, stone-cold still in a drunken stupor Sloshed in saline pain they can’t ignore Da outlaying Slave Quarters don’t know how dey gonna git safely thru One thang’s fer sho’, Missy and Massa ain’t gon take care of you Flip of the coin ... Good versus Evil is the foreboding, tempest tuna grin every Flippa-style broken smile gotta frown struggle with from within
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