They say that a four-foot shark has been seen cruising through the neighborhoods
Of the now destroyed Florida area
With water standing up off the ground
Rescue boats skimming over the cars
And here an alligator can be seen
And there a shark
Reminds me of the old ranch
It was once a bustling fruit orchard
Before there was a California
There was a Baja with people
Who were not Mexican
And they grew fruit and flowers
The Fruit industry took off
After the Civil war
With shipping from coast to coast
Or at least up the coast
But trees don't require
Babysitters
And every time the family
Went to care for one of their other farms
A lying bunch of thieves
Would move in on the territory
Pancho Villa
Was one of the worst things
To happen as he made
People believe he was from the area
And that he was for the populace
Instead, he robbed them
Now no one wants to confess
There was once a family
Of whites who owned the town
And I saw a shark or two
Cruising through the resort
Next-door is a resort
It is a nice one
But run by crooks
Since the old man died
And his children have been robbed
But there they were two fins
Going past me on my morning
Walk at low tide
Sometimes I had to go around a small
Area of rocks where the water had not receded
I felt fine as it is where my grandmother was born
And raised us family
But it brushed up against my leg
And shook me to the roots
What was that?
I began to go around
And climb the cliff
With my broken back
And bad leg dragging
Because I knew there was something
Not right about that brush
Low and behold
A new species of shark
Was discovered in the area
In the old days the surfers
Were out numbering the fisherman
It was a popular spot
Before cheap airfare and cruises
Made it possible for them
To find different avenues of sport
Leaving the area depressed
Of all works except the usual trade
What a waste to have a working ranch
One day a couple wandered inside locked gates
And claimed it abandoned
Cutting down the trees
And making a public pigsty
Of a private compound
Just to enjoy themselves
At someone else expense
And now their daughters
Are claiming they are relatives
They never paid the taxes
Nor the court fees
Much less the licenses
They just sit there and steal
The furniture and other private things
While doing nothing of repairs
Meanwhile, across the world
There is a shark spotted
In the waters
Valdimir held an election
Volodymyr is calling it a crime
The slave owner still refuses
To give in to releasing his hostages
Instead, he would whether kill them all
And instill hatred and hostilities
This kind faced comedian
Won't budge in his demands
Of ownership of a people
Who have more than once
Declared themselves free of his abuses
Or his countires abuses
They want thier freedom
Even if it means going home
To the old country
From which Ukraine
Was alloweed to leave itself
But wont allow anyone to leave them
What are they afraid of?
Being left alone?
With no one to hold thier hand in the dark?
They have had their people leave
By the millions
And then killed the rest
Why?
Let him stop making public appeals
From the safety of his iPhone
And meet the other leaders
Face to face
At the UN or the White House
But get him out of the waters
And into a neutral zone
Instead of his own conditions
Causing the world to go to a zone
Most have forgotten existed
The pre nuclear stage
Where we go on alert
In case the wrong finger
Pushes one of those buttons
He seems like a nice guy
So let him prove it
By coming out of his cave
In which he hides
And show himself
Outside his country to those
Who has the power
Of negotiations
Instead of throwing more rhetoric
Into the waters
There are more important matters
Then crying over a lost piece of property
Even when it was agreed it would never happen
And the locals still have the ability to stop
But want not to interfere with the drug dealing girls down the lane
Stop yelling at Russia
And start looking at Ukraine
Why are we here at this point
Of the US President
Demanding he is going to obliterate
The other guy if he uses his arsenal
While one of the last guys from the former era
Is turning 98
And being taken to a baseball game?
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