Stopping by Woods on a Sultry Evening

An ode to the fast approaching Florida summer:

stopping by woods on a sultry evening
twinkling lights on a ship that's leaving
thick the jungle, foliage weaving
soggy shores and pavement steaming

in the snow so far away
they hear the call to come and play
to sun and sand they make their way
then wait in lines and walk all day

CHORUS:
hot the nights and hotter days
sticky air and burning rays
melanoma threatening but
for lotion scented coconut

wear out the plastic card that pays
the irritating parking fee
heavy atmosphere that lays
a blanket of humidity

for weeks or months the snowbirds stay
and often do get in the way
the locals gripe and grind their axes
but, hey, those folks pay our state taxes!

(Chorus again)

A gator glides up to say "hi"
your swim suit will never dry
come on kids! bring ma and pa!
welcome to Florida!