Best Poem of H.D. Whatley

Bloody Beach
The beach was red, red red
Like it was covered in blood.
I saw the picture of the brown pelican bird
All soaked in fresh crude oil.

The President donned a new pair of boots
While Spike Lee told him to Go Off.
Mr. Hayward kept saying all the wrong things
So much so that the Governor got angry.
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Jersey Shore
We jumped into my friend's VW
And cruised on down to the Jersey shore.
It was brutally hot that August day
But man were there girls galore.

There was the red head from Hoboken
And the blonde from Summit
But oh those Italian babes from Bergen County
And there was the smart girl from Princeton. . . .
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