Everglades Breakdown Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

Everglades Breakdown



While traveling south on the Tamiami Trail
Toward the River Of Grass we call swamp,
Near the Homestead line on a Saturday night,
Our hot engine had started to fail.

I pulled off the road, steam spewed everywhere,
In this sawgrass subtropical preserve.
I let the car cool and then started to move
As I placed the gears in reverse!

Hearing a thump as we felt a small bump,
And assumed we'd just had a flat!
I needed to pee and oh mercy me,
It was important to first handle that!

In the Mangroves and Pines, now dark out, near nine,
And the flashlight bulb was burnt out.
I new gators and croc's sunned together on rocks,
And the snakes there we've all heard about!

What now should we do? The cell towers are few,
So how shall we get our car towed?
We could flag down a car but we'd seen none so far,
And there was danger out here on this road!

The sun rose at dawn as it always has done,
And a truck going by blew his horn.
I jumped fast awake, in my mirror a snake
On the ground, moving not on this morn.

It's belly had swelled and in shock I beheld
The shape of a deer in it's tummy.
I then wet my jeans giving thanks for relief,
For my night almost had turned out crummy!

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