I sit on the beach chair just relaxing
When a bunch of southerns come to play
They laugh and scream and run around
Then they say to each other
'I thought LA was so much better? '
I laugh and ask them
'What did you expect
Movie stars and actors walking around
Or how about a part all night
Did you expect to see some one on TV
Cause that just all show
Thats not California'
They looked dumb founded
So explained to them LA
'LA is death and anger
People yell and honk
They never are kind to a soul
They want what they can't get
But that never gets old'
I then added the final line to my statemenst
'Next time you come to LA
Remeber what I said
LA is death and anger,
LA is Hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
haha i like this. i live in new york and it somewhat reminds me of peoples perspective of when they come here to visit. (although ny is still amazing) . nice poem.