The depths of my angst build on and on as we know that this is not a strictly sunshine state
Not the happy tan youths lining beaches and throwing footballs
Not the state you see in free brochures littering a stand at your local highway rest stop
Don’t take one just because it says to

Sometimes there is way too much polluted water in me
The floodgates or my mouth open and every local canal, river, estuary, and causeway is tainted with the shock
Sorry for being the source of your nasty brackish water that doesn’t make the brochure
Next time you think of sunshine year round, think of elderly drivers, humidity, pollution, flooding, and me

07/12/2011

Posted on 07/12/2011
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