what a funny sight i saw!
a few islands standing tall,
surrounded by an ocean green.
where has all the drainage been?
puddles here, tiny ponds there,
this predicament is never rare.
splashes there and splashes here,
no! to be wetty is what i fear.
i see the goal posts at the end,
like suken ships that were once grand.
cant hold it in, have to laugh out loud
oh shit, i've gotten myself a crowd
in the air such humidity!
above you roofs leaking.
i wish i wish with all my will,
that NJC wont be floody still.
