Florida
FLORIDA
We Floridans sometimes take for granted
What everyone else has always wanted
Our state has it all
But we prefer our problems to recall
We’re Northerners gone south - deportees.
Still we might complain about the palm trees
And the climate tropical
And frerquent shuttles astronomical.
Today our home is standing on a knoll
Tomorrow maybe in a limestone sink-hole
If sea level rises
We new-Floridans are sure in for surprises
Strong cyclones or should I say hurricanes
As they’re usually called by Fla-Americans
Give us warm breezes
In case the precious orange crop freezes
Even our beautiful Everglades park is hostile,
Filled to the gunwhales with crocodile.
But I’ll be fair - the alligator
Is really the aboriginal Sunshine Stater.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2010
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