Baja California along the coast,
a little fishing village Loretto

White Seashell, Sand
I walked along the beach

Everybody was out fishing
to get the catch of the day

I Decided to cool off in the sea
Water Waste high slow Delicate stokes

The taste of salt in the air
Schools of fish everywhere

Bumping, kissing all over my body
Passing by calmly without fear

First, I was afraid I couldn’t move
Until I realized they weren’t piranhas

I enjoyed the majestic
Ambience of the moment

I swim with the fishes
Staying among them

As soon as they came
They were gone


I want to thank Ben Noah Suresh
Who wrote a poem
“I swimming with the Fishes”
His poem made me think of this vacation
Memory. Some people will never know the sensation of having hundreds of fishes bump into you all over your body. and will allow you to swim along without scattering everywhere.



Inspired songs
1) put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee by Ocean 1971 lyric video

2) Mind on fishin’' by Trace Adkins
( this one will make you laugh)

They are watching you

A dilapidated billboard sign
From a time, unable to rewind
Large blue eyes behind a pair of glasses
Overlooking the valley of ashes
( F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby.)

They are watching you

The haunting waste of the past nothing lasts
Which linger through its irreversible varnish
The eyes, dimmed vacant, eternally blind tarnished
Forgotten , too many days under the scorching sun
A solemn dumping ground can be found for no one

They are watching you

What’s left of the world is unrecognizable
A waste land, It’s a small world after all
Wake up Rise up Here God’s call
Echoes of the past voiced by the small

They are watching you

A Draconian government grew
All communist too
People didn’t realize what’s in store
Reminiscent of the Book 1984
(George Orwell‘s dystopian novel 1948)

They are watching you

Limited words concept control
Government’s grip won’t let go
People stifled language remove
No praise stand above or to prove

They are watching you

No freedom to think or speak
A slave No better life to seek
Obey don’t ask don’t say
If you try, they’ll take you away

They are watching you

The Past rewritten History gone
A citizen’s job all day long
Dumb society down
Shopping malls in town
Closed burned to the ground

They are watching you

Issued items from the government store
Refused a new razor blade on the knees implore
Yet expected to be clean shaven evermore
The week seek Black market contraband
If caught you lose your hand

They are watching you

Reeducation they proclaim
They know your name
A cog in the wheel, food you sought to steal
The government knows what’s best they maintain
Stay docile. This is not a game.
Driven MAD your mind breaks plan insane

They are watching you

Food scarce people emaciated
Every race creed color Martyrs created
The rich people are getting fat
They retort nothing wrong that

They are watching you


Death of the poor that’s what’s in store
For the good the betterment of mankind?
The best of humanity can no longer find
Too many mouths to feed if they have worth
they are spared beyond that no one cared

They are always watching you



Inspired songs
1) what the world needs now is love
By Jackie DeShabnon

2) Song of the old communist(Russia)
by Karen Kerr

Footnotes
While attending university a minor in literature two books that stayed with me throughout my life are the great Gatsby by Scott Fitzgerald, and George Orwell‘s 1984. Gatsby, the billboard always watching and the symbolism throughout the book that permanently in my mind that billboard and its significance. George Orwell‘s 1984 was laughed at for so many years , there’s no way it could be a possibility. But today many things in that book are coming to pass. It’s as if “they” use that book for a roadmap to where we are today. Yet people live in a bubble they don’t think an out anything outside their bubble, they stay out of trouble while man’s freedoms are slipping away.

To market to market to buy a fat pig
home again ,home again Jiggitty jig

Everything Skyrocketing
Taxation, government pocketing

Food cost on the rise
the price of steak and fries
$26 for steak, an outrage
Who sets the price? what is the gage?
That’s not even organic, free range
It’s mysterious , very strange

Gasoline $5.89 a gallon
Which doesn’t last
Longing for the prices of the past

Now Everything 3 Times more expensive.
What use to cost $100  now cost $300..

In the market, I heard families talking. “How much money do we have left “and oh my gosh the meat is $30.
“How much do we have in our budget?”. These  quotes from a family of five and the woman looked panicked,
plus. She was pregnant, one on the way
Her face frantic, she had nothing to say

A list in hand carefully selecting
only what’s on sale.
Frustration, realization, A life tale
Baby crying in the cart
Changing their budget
now they start
Watching broke my heart

These are real observations
at the market today.
It took my breath away

Many Products have gone away.
I asked the butcher
” I don’t see any petite sirloin roasts
had I made a mistake?”
“no” he reply “
nobody buys those anymore. “
I ask “well I’d like to buy one and
cut it up into individual steaks
It’s cheaper” The situation getting Bleeker
His reply” that’s what we do with them.
Ma’am , If you want a whole one,
I’ll be glad to see if we have any left”

Winco is employee stock ownership plan
The employees have a share, so they care
I bought three bags of food; milk, eggs just a few things, no meat, the cost was $96.

Even the cost of a bags
Increased, from $.10 to 12 cents
I know that doesn’t seem like a lot  
but everything adds up. With the limited income, most Americans have got

Now we’re learning there’s poison in everything ;  in bottled water, toilet paper,
in our fruit, in our grain,
pesticides, GMO, GM, Chemical poisons
All these factors can drive one insane

How  do we know what to buy
people just want to cry
Research, research, research.
The CDC tells you
it’s all in the open,
they no longer need to lie

We were told to move away from tap water,
Poisonous chemicals Chlorine and fluoride
The beginning of a long and arduous ride

My friend took a shower
and broke out into a rash
What do you do for itch medicine  
without any cash?

They no longer scream conspiracy theory
Check the Internet, do a query
You will find what I say is true
All the things we are learning,
We never knew
Now, what course changes can we do?

“What now deer”?
As more things are starting to disappear, empty shelves, are what Americans fear
but nobody wants to believe
it’s happening here!

Humanity on the decline
Staying quiet is no longer fine

To market to market to buy a fat pig
Home again home again Jiggitty jig

What would you do?
When you did not prepare
You lived in a bubble, unaware
Would you watch your family die?
Hunger, pain in your family’s eye

What would you do?
Would you pillage rob steal
Knowing another life you’ll ****
Food needed for the other to survive

They prepared they knew how to stay alive
A life for a life you’re willing to trade
A deal with the Devil nonchalantly made

What would you do?
Kick in your neighbors door
grandmother, the children dead on the floor
So your family need not cry today
Godly, kind people are, easy prey
When you cross that moral line
Breaking God’s Law the ultimate crime

What would you do?
Would you sacrifice one of your own?
For the sake of your existence

Inspired Songs;
1) I am in a hurry by Alabama

2)Too much time on my hands by Styx

3) Fortunate son, by
Creedence Clearwater revival

Today is my fake birthday
On my 16th birthday,
I filled out the paperwork  
at the DMV for my drivers license

The Paperwork came back
Invalid date of birth
How can that be
I knew when I was born !

I requested a copy
of my birth certificate,
Three  months later
I was stunned to find out

The date I celebrated
For 16 years was wrong  
My fake cake birthday song
Off By a couple of weeks.

That’s bogus it stinks.
One of eight children
We line up roll call
We all had a number

I was number six
I was lost in the shuffle.
We had many nannies
Babysitters too

perhaps one of them knew
My brothers and sisters
Don’t remember curious
But nothing really serious

they all thought the 10th
was my true birthday
Both parents are no longer alive.
There’s no one to ask

How this happened or why
To be fair, this happened
to my younger brother as well
But his was only one day off

They say we spend our adult life
Getting over our childhood
I thought mine was fine
until I was lost in the shuffle.

St. Patrick’s Day
In the local pub
I met my love
Drinking a pint of brew
He swept me off my feet
We fell in love before we knew
Romance so sweet

However I had a major problem an issue
I cried through a box of tissue
He had a tattoo of his ex-wife name
It night have been the end game

Big bold letters on his upper arm
His handsome facade lost its charm
Trish, my wish I wanted it removed
But what would that prove

Outwitting an unwilling participant
While His new lady love enchants
Tattoo a final decision to make
It could be the end of a beautiful romance

Winning will not be a piece of cake
We are both opinionated headstrong
An argument lasting all life long
A miracle it will take don’t forsake

The humiliation was my curse and cause
Except the past else relationship pause
We needed to find an amicable solution
To cease irreconcilable harm
He was impervious to my suggestions
We were at odds, on opposite sides
A revolution An amicable resolution

My darling man of reason
Wanted to clear the air
Avoided committing  treason
He wanted to be fair

In hindsight it might be a different ride
Some tattoos are hard to hide
he wondered how he would feel
If his wife had another man’s name for real

On her *** now that’s a show of style and class
The ex-wife carries His name without shame
still on her **** cheeks large letters, nice and neat
He smirked at the visual and size

He wonders as he slumbers What her
new boyfriend Would think deduce
White flag he issues calls for a truce

I hold my temper,
but stood my ground
I smiled spoke in a soft sweet voice
Miraculous patience I found
Leaving him little to no choice

Well, dear my name is not Trish
Resolution is, my only wish

The day was done
a clever girl Won
Sublime heart and mind
Contentment for all of time
I would find

Was it such a large price to pay?
What would you do or say?
to resolve the situation
in amicable way?

If He added a line under the letter T in Trish
He can represent Irish
40 years of marital bliss
Came down to this
a simple line
in the proverbial sand
ain’t love grand

my darling lad drinks a pint of brew
to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day
to pass the time away of the change of his tattoo
The luck of the Irish now he knew

Happy wife happy life
A tattoo is forever think twice
Your decision might cause strife
Any name is simply a roll of the dice

Now, my Irish pappy
isn’t really Irish but remains happy
Resolution on his arm sleeve
a lesson learned a tale to believe



Inspired song
Danny boy (YouTube)
By the Celtic Women

Despite the mediators
best effort,
the opposing side
in the dispute
remains intransigent.

They trade quips
Talking over
Each other
While the world
Watches astonished

Beatrix both parties
I vote for
the least of
two evils
Ultimately
what’s best
for the country?

What happened to
Moral fortitude
Virtuous
probity
integrity
rectitude

When
slander of
character
is Laissez-faire

What these
Neanderthals
Do not
understand

Astute people
Will notice
Their foleys
In an instant

2-4-25 draft written

A poet writes
of the yellow brick Road to the Wizard of Oz
I’m grasping at straws

Poetry of substance Worthy of a cause

I’m Grasping at straws
I read poetry without flaws

I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so deep in content, I am in awe

I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so reflective I have to take a pause

Yet still I’m grasping at straws

This is more than writer’s block
My Acadian clock stopped

My brother passed away
I can’t find anything to say
Can’t breathe I cry and pray

Words betray my heart
Numb my brother and I apart

My Tears will stop life will be OK
I hope today would be a better day

I read poetry to fill the hole
Until grief, depression loss lets me go
Living moment, by moment is all I know

A rebel without a cause
I’m grasping at straws

Inspired song

Take this pain
By Jake Banfield 2022

My grandson A young adult 21 years old
Impetuous commanding, he can’t be told

He met a young lady they fell in love
He moved from California to Florida

A month tomorrow newlyweds
His third Hurricane he said

He was not prepared for the storm
They made a mistake stayed too long

No Gas they were not able to evacuate
Imminent, evacuate notice Monday 5 PM.

The first alert notifying residence of Charlotte, Florida of the hurricane warning

and storm surge warning went out via
email text message ,calls starting at 5 PM

The hurricane warning said the impact
of Milton devastating to catastrophic.

Milton just made landfall 8:31 PM 17mph
The eye hit land near Siesta key.
(20 miles off what was projected)

Right now it is a category 3.In some places in Tampa Clearwater, 12 to 18” rain faces

Flash flooding. After the storm passes. Surge will come. Debris in the water

The most dangerous part of a hurricane
Nearly white out conditions wind and rain

No emergency services can be dispatched with the wind that’s over 45 mph

For the next few hours, winds will pick up
Eerie quiet in the eye of the storm

With The tail end will come the water surge
My grandson and his wife in port Charlotte

Family watches the news as time passes
Praying that they will Live through this

The highest and alert/flooding
When flooding is life-threatening

Unable to reach him worry set in
Heart pounding unable to help panic begin

I cried and prayed all night long
I needed to hear from them

I finally received a text from him
I could hear the smile in his voice

a perfect choice he said We are fine
It’s as if the Hurricane Pasted us by

Damaged houses on each side
He spent the night praying, God heard him

Who is the longest night of our lives
A test I believe we passed faith in God lasts

Just knowing he is alive is reason to rejoice
Glory be to God ,hear my voice

Foot note
This poem was written in the moment, as it was unfolding it’s not my normal polished poem. It’s hard to know a loved one is in harms way so far away and there’s nothing you can do about it accept pray

60 years ago September 23, 1962
set in 2022 How is it they knew?
The Jetsons futuristic projections
Every detail pure perfection

George Jetson, father, Jane Jetson’s mother
Judy Jetson teenager, Elroy Jetson, bother
Astro Robo dog and the robot maid
Portrayed a futuristic family cartoon played

A push of a button Instant technology
George’s car folds into a portable briefcase
flying cars orbit city. chatterbox (phone)
Video calls, Smart watch, microwaves

If you look it up today critics would
Insist cultural bias gender stereotype.
Children watching the Jetsons cartoons
Call them a Loving Modern Family

In theory productivity gained from
Technology would mean less work.
A leisure Society by the year 2000.
Approbation to the creative creations

The motivations for this cartoon; our fears
the Soviet union would win the space race
Futuristic, optimistic cartoon influence, hopes popular culture. Shaping the future

How much would Society be shaped by technology, perceptions and expectations
What can be achieved are as important.
as what actually transpires, methodically

All that in Saturday morning cartoons
Glued to the TV kids over the moon
Dreams of possibilities of what if?
Children were taught to invent gadgets  

Inspired song;

Jetsons theme song, YouTube

If you choose to live in the world
Letting your freak flag fly unfurled
Beware care to know what is in store
The devil is close by keeping score

There is a choice to make
For a soul without salvation
Satan will steal, take propagate

Look at popular music and pop stars today
What Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, Beyoncé
A myriad of others have to say

Their humble beginnings innocence lost
To the evil side, they eventually reside at all cost
Their parents only saw Stardom Money Fame
They didn’t see predators playing a devious game

Look at what happened to a young Justin Bieber
He didn’t realize the price of famous fever

14 still a child wild with stars in his eyes
Bound zip tied No one spoke as he cried
Bystanders Voyeurism watched yet later denied

Drugged willing at first soon it became dark worse
Violated, broken, tattooed body to hide his shame,
Silent victim petrified, feared who was to blame

Then Jesus came into his heart saved every part
A cautionary tale of what could go wrong
To be famous for love of music a perfect song

Yes they appear to have riches a great name
But to Satan their soul is the game to claim

Selling their souls is not something a star can do
Jesus paid their  price of sin Satan can’t win
Humans deceived, IF they only knew

Devil worshipped
Witches believe demons whispers a convincing lie
Loyal to Lucifer while Jesus, they denounced deny

A stone cold sarcophagus a corpse’ byproduct
of those fated concerts, a cautionary tale
in public view, concert guests don’t die well

The war between good and evil is all around us
Most people don’t realize or care to put up a fuss

Society has become conditioned to stay home
Sedentary No longer we freely roam
Perceived safe was in our proverbial bubble
We don’t won’t can’t perceive the pending trouble




Inspired song,
Thriller
By Michael Jackson

FYI
I normally do not write poems like this; corpses, but the Webster's word of the day
sarcophagus is not a happy word
The information about Justin Bieber
P Diddy’s trial. On line

Footnote
Looking back in music history, you can see interviews where stars who sold their soul to Satan To become; famous rock gods, praising Satan Lucifer when they win a prize award
while people in the audience sit there and clap.
Lately presentations have turned to séances,
witchcraft a covenant ritual rites .
Jezebel riding Baal A golden bull in full display

A documentary on people dying at a
Travis concert crushed  by the crowd
and travis continued sinning For 45 minutes ambulance in the audience. Travis sang

Taylor Swift fans have gone to concerts and don’t remember a thing.They claim
they were in some kind of a trance.
Something wicked this way comes
pay special attention to the words in their songs it’ll blow your mind.

For a young couple,
Wedding rings a simple gold band plain
The more money the couples makes
The ring the price becomes insane

The three C’s; Cut, clarity, Carat weight
Global standards diamond quality great

These Diamond standards Dictate price,
pretentious perceived prestige nice ice

A pompous show a Garish display
Family, friends envy gush nothing to say

Succumb to the Trappings of wealth
Too Pretentious for their health

With all the crime that I have seen
I stopped Wearing my wedding ring

A Symbol of Fidelity and love
The ring means nothing to God above  

Love yes, and so much more
Marriage is not a revolving door

Marriage is a covenant between
God woman and man convene

It’s Not taken lightly a Vegas drunken binge
It’s not for insurance or prenup fringe

It’s the most sacred Vow a couple takes
A lifelong commitment they will made.


Inspired songs
1) The Ring, a perfect wedding song
By T Carter music2019

2) We’ve  only just begun
by Carole King sept 12 1970

3) Two old wedding rings
(official lyric video) by Kolt Barker
(FYI this one MIGHT make you cry)

I wanted to Serve
I Volunteered to Serve.
I Knew what I was Doing.
I Would do it Again.
Marine Corp.

Thank God
For people like these
An American Patriot
Though and Though

A call to arms
Field loyalty
The Conditions for
coming to America

Millions of soldiers died
For  the price of freedom
Those who want
to come to America

Must serve in the military
There are many positions ,
Women want equal rights
a mandatory two years  

before they can become a
United States citizen.
They must go through
the nationalization process ;

Learn English
Choose to assimilate
Into the great melting ***
Called America

Criminals, breaking a law
have no place here
They will be returned to their country
Not allowed to return

after learning our laws
The bill of rights, constitution,
the ceremony swearing allegiance
to our country Welcome to America.

There are many ways to serve
I’m tired of people acting
like they deserve to be here
In Battle, war, or  reserve

We all have a price to pay
If they don’t want to comply
No need to ask why,
No Documents no enter

If they ditch their ID,
So they can’t be identified
And we find it on the ground,
Now we have their face in a database
.
Send them packing.
I’m sure they’ll
come up with an ID.
nothing is FREE
.
If they’re caught hiding
A Got Away found
They refused our terms
If they came within nefarious intent
An Attempted coup take over
GO HOME

That’s what’s happening now
Illegals are taking over our cities and towns
When you see 100,000 Palestinians protest
We need to learn  who is illegitimately here.

The proverbial line was crossed
Her moral compass found her lost
How far down that road will she go?
Traveling the den of iniquity **** show

The Situations she finds along the way
Lessons to learn, things she doesn’t say
Can she see the humanity in the sign?
Or has corruption diluted the test of time?

15-year-old girl’s dilemma at youth group
Struggling right vs wrong ethics to recoup
Meetings at the minister’s home
Her wild wayward youth to atone

The kids were given a 15 minute break.
She don’t know why for goodness sake
In the playhouse on church ground
They smoked *** with no one around?

That’s where she drew the line
For her it was A sacrilegious crime
Not On Church Grounds
Moral High horse she knew how it sounds

She said she would tell,
Her personal persona fell
They said they would say she did it too
That’s when she knew what she had to do

They laughed and lit the joint
Well she realized their position and point
She stood against all her church friends
In front of the minister parents to her end

Spoken truth yelling parents came undone
her world crashed and burned not fun
In ithe end, one friend stood by her side
Morals judgments, it was a wild ride

Many lives were destroyed that day
Repercussions of her moral decay
10+ years to correct what she had done
Before she was happy, smiling , in the sun

Finally she found her stride never alone
She was a gadabout Who was rarely home
souvenirs conquests from who she became
Playing her moral relativism game

Inspired songs;
1) Nowhere to run
by Marth Reeves and the verandas, 1965

2) Do What’s right by passenger 4-7-2022

3) I am a rock by Simon and Garfunkel 1964

4) Bridge over troubled water by Simon and Garfunkel 1970

(I had never taught before )
I admit I was excited and nervous

My first night teaching
Was basically housekeeping
Passing out packets explaining
The rules, I was basically preaching

I looked at the sea of eager faces and said “I’m going to give you all an “A”
right now. Everybody in this classroom has an “A”in the class.!”
All the students cheered loudly
A Student asked “ what’s the catch?
I smiled and said
“It’s up to you to keep it”
The class exploded with nervous laughter

The same Student raised her hand
(an eager ******, I thought Good)
Great, my first real question
“ isn’t it time for our break?”
I was not told anything about a break
I didn’t wanna make a mistake

So I began to ad lib. the conversation
Does everybody believe
we should take a break?
Every hand went up
Yes, said a student. All the other students nodded their head in agreement.

And when are we
supposed to have our break?
Again, all the hands went up
Student said
“ about now for 15 minutes”

OK we’re all on the same page
so nobody should be late returning
Let’s take our break now.

As an adult instructor
One must exude confidence
Be Sure of all explanations and answers
And At times to finesse
The situation from escalating

While working on an
Emergency medical hotline,
If we didn’t know the answers

we had a pack phrase “
“I’m going to do a little research to make sure  I’m giving you the most up to date accurate information”.
OR
Let me check into that and I’ll get back to you.(give a call back time)
Make sure you call back
You’re only as good as your word.

To reiterate
It’s OK to not know the answer,
Never say “I don’t know the answer”
Never let them see you sweat
Fake it, until you make it
If at all plausible ad lib.

Blinking sign got us thinking
Closest bar, a nightcap drinking
We came from the Opera culture refined
Dressed to the nine, a cocktail to unwind

Blur the lines work versus play propriety
Different views, cautious words Society
Two Upper echelon bosses and wives
Innuendos, cautious, eyes Pretenses lies

The bar “Faces” pink glow On a dark street
twilight zone, Shuffle sounds of our feet
Youngest of the bunch they asked for ID
My grandchild was twenty three

Many rooms each contrary would appear
Ladies restroom are progressive here
A man in drag standing to ***
No stall door open for everyone to see

Excuse me, are you in the wrong restroom?
******* at his knees No need to assume
It’s OK ladies I’m out of here lickety-splits
As he reached in and adjusted his *******

Our head dazed each room a new theme
All proclivities observed was this a dream
Ignorant, Lisa karaoke, in women’s Area
Found the guys I tried to calm my hysteria

Men had drinks and they’re going to stay
Looking around. What’s the  deal anyway?
Bartender what type of bar is this?
Alternative lifestyle He blew me a kiss

A Woman bought me a drink, flirting,
Men’s fantasy tickled curiosity, asserting
Lisa sang her love song to the gays
Her husband listened observed and Praised

Silent when men asked our guys to dance
The luster A nuance no longer a romance
The hour grew late it was time to leave
The strange events no one would believe

Driving home reflective thoughts Traces
Why did they name that bar Faces?
An alternative lifestyle accepted us
Exactly who we were without a fuss

We Grappled with the idea, it hit me
People hide many different faces see
A secret freaky face comes out to play
Tomfoolery set free imagine a new way

A new identity exposed to the world
My freak flag revealed unfurled
The stranger within us, who we portray
What do they see? What does my face say?

Inspired song
The Stranger, by Billy Joel, 1977 live

Poetry in motion,
                Single basketball  player
                        shooting hoops
                               Motor cross
                                    dirt bike
                                        competition
            ­                              doing loop de loops

Bounce bounce
           lay up the ball
                we hope the bike
                      riders do not fall
                              children birthday party
                                         bouncy house
                                                     kids at play
yes it is
      a beautiful day
            The butterflies
                   are teaming
                        Floating on bye
                                 surprised child
                                       screech is a loud cry
Birds are singing
            everywhere
                   Not a worry
                        not to care
                               This story
                                     it’s just a slice
                                           of God’s glory
 Commemorate
            this day with
                   photos that say
                           I hope time
                                it’ll always be
                                     a cherished
                                           memory of mine
Walking the park
                A jaybird a lark
                        Wildflowers
                              In the glade
                                  Thick trees shade,
                                            friendly dogs
                                                        walk on by
With pride they
           sniff each backside
                and say hi.
                   His favorite of those
                        lady Daisy
                            rolls over and
                                  kisses his nose.  
                                          they’re in love
                                                as the story goes

You reap what you sow
It’s all about what you know
Hassles help you grow




Modern Haiku
Three lines 17 syllables
Subjects, human nature, humanity



Inspired songs
1)  America ( My Country ‘tis of thee)1831
By Anthem Lights Cover YouTube

2) America the Beautiful
By Whitney Houston 1991

My
     Grandson
                    Moved
                                 To
                                   Another
                                         State
                                             Caught
                                                         H­is  
                                                             First
                                                                 Fish
                                                           He
                                               Marveled
                                                 At
                                        It’s
                        Magnificent
                   Size
            Though
        The
          Lucid
                   Water
                        While
                           Reeling
                                   It
                                       In
                                           An
                                          Alligator  
                                        Ate
                                  IT
                          H­ook
                     Line
               And
        Sinker
                Welcome
                      ­   to
                          Florida


Inspired song
More Time Fishin’
Bye Thomas Rhett