Florida

I go to Florida once a year,

All the way down to Key Largo.

Sounds echoing all across the bay.

 

Waves crashin,

Sun shining,

Palm trees blowing in the wind.

 

Boats stallng,

Pelicans gawking,

Lizards running from the ribble.

 

People preaching,

Children laughing,

Teens soaing up the sun.

 

Bugs buzzing,

Sharks snapping,

Divers swimmig from the sting rays.

 

Motors mumbling,

Smells lurking,

Flip flops and shorts is all you need.

 

Florida makes me happy,

As many can assume,

But the thing you need to visit is

The water

 

 

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