Swamp Monster Poem by Ima Ryma

This swamp monster was forced to leave
My local swamp when it got drained.
But I had no reason to grieve.
From the media I obtained
Info on a great swamp and where
Lots of monsters were all around.
So I packed up and headed there,
To swamp paradise I be bound.
And sure enough I love it dear.
I don't have to stay out of sight.
Monsters, called politicians here,
Make me look good to my delight.

Hear 'Drain the Swamp' does tickle me,
Will never happen in D.C.