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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Nanjing Blues
I walked through the Lion's Bridge
Where they sell all the savory smelling food
And the neon lights along the Hunan Road taste like candy.
After my evening stroll, I took the No.3 bus back to my hotel.

On Sunday it rained nearly all damn day long.
The skies were cloudy and my eyes were as grey as my hair. . . .
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