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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Daytona Dad
We drove the old Ford wagon across the gulf states of the South
from Louisiana all the way to the sunshine state of Florida.
We stayed with my aunt and uncle on their farm in Lake Helen
with orange groves and lots of room to roam.
I played with their collie dog in the pond
and rode a horse for the very first time. . . .
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