Mayday (to the tune of Baa Baa Black Sheep) (poem)

Ha ha, Florida, What’s that in your pool? Tree limbs, tree limbs, Thirty bags full.   Ten from the windstorm, Ten from the rain, Ten from the flooding— Look how high it came!   Virgin Islands, Puerto Rico, too, Blown and washed away, Nothing left for you.   Life without water Or electric lights, Generators…