Strange News From Florida
The alligators will not stay in the water,
they head for strip malls, for chicken noodle joints
or sports bars for fish taco or spicy wings.
They get their nails done in a Korean salon
paying in Spanish gold.
The two legged;
the cranes, herons, and humans
edge around the gators.
Occasionally, rowdy boys bounce stones off
their scaly hides.
The unflappable crocodilians slyly grin
for they are ecologically moving-in.
Shrewdly, the reptiles are styling
alligator belts and boots, or sell gator skin handbags
from wayside stalls and booths.
The Floridians have become inured
to these green interlopers. Some seeing opportunity,
rent them housings with few tenancy rules
and ‘must have’ pools.
Sadly many furry pets keep going missing;
and not just the Cypress trees are stumped.
It’s a new era, one to be nearer together.
Undocumented or free-range, no longer estranged.
but one shared love for chicken, be it raw, fried
or grill flamed.
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