Poem by Paul E. Pepe
FLORIDA

FLORIDA
Paul E. Pepe

FLORIDA
IS A STATE OF SUN
A PLACE TO GO
TO HAVE SOME FUN


BEFORE YOU GO
YOU SHOULD BE AWARE
OF MANY THINGS
THEN GO IF YOU DARE


DRIVERS MOVE
FROM SIDE TO SIDE
LIKE ON THE OCEAN
WITH ITS NEVERENDING TIDE


THEY NEVER SIGNAL
THEIR INTENTION
AS IF THEY WERE
IN THE FOURTH DIMENSION


CHECK YOUR MIRROR
YOU WILL FIND
A SCARY SIGHT
A CAR CLOSE BEHIND


TAILGATING, IT SEEMS
IS A POPULAR GAME
MOVE OVER, THEY SHOUT
DON’T BE SO LAME


RED LIGHTS, OF COURSE,
MEAN NOTHING MUCH
IF THEY SMASH YOUR CAR
YOU COULD USE A CRUTCH


MOTORCYCLISTS RIDE
WITHOUT HEAD GEAR
ZOOMING THROUGH TRAFFIC
SHOWING NO FEAR


OF COURSE, YOU SEE,
AND IT’S NO GROANER
THEY SOON WILL BE
AN ORGAN DONOR

EVERYONE HERE
CARRIES A GUN
THEY SHOOT AT EACH OTHER
JUST FOR FUN


PALMETTO BUGS
ARE REALLY ROACHES
WHEN THEY COME OUT
IT’S BUENOS NOCHES


ALLIGATORS ABOUND
IN EVERY LAKE
APPROACH TOO CLOSE
A LIMB THEY’LL TAKE


PYTHONS LIVE
IN THE ‘GLADES
SLITHERING ABOUT
AS IF ON PARADE


SQUIRRELS DOWN HERE
ARE CALLEDS TREE RATS
RED ANTS ABOUND
NEVER WEAR FLATS


DESPITE ALL THAT
WHY AM I HERE
ISN’T IT OBVIOUS
ISN’T IT CLEAR


WITH TEMPS UP NORTH
WAY DOWN BELOW
I HATE THE COLD
AND ESPECIALLY SNOW


SO HERE WE ARE
IN GOOD OLD FLA
DESPITE THE PROBLEMS
IT’S STILL LIKE A SPA

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