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Snowbirds


You come down here to escape the snow and in turn make our lives miserable

You are mean, nasty, impatient, unreasonable and really insufferable

You come down here on vacation but for all of us you destroy our peace

But you are the ones who truly own everything down here while we just rent or lease 

You clog up traffic making me leave much earlier for work

The traffic at the spring training ballpark is getting on my last nerve

I can't make an appointment for my car because you take every appointment in site

Every experience with you people is miserable and the way you treat us isn't right

You cause traffic, congestion and stress in every single place that you go

When are you people finally going back home that's what I would like to know?

I can't even get overtime with you people being here, so you being here isn't worth it to me

I don't get rich off of you people, you just stress me out and destroy my peace

You complain about my place of work and treat everyone there like shit

Our local economy may need your money but as people, you are truly no gift

You beat us down on Thanksgiving and Christmas and once again in season

Your behavior towards us is uncalled for and you being insufferable is the only reason

We just had a hurricane and it will take yers to rebuild, not weeks or months

Your money may help the recovery effort but it's making our everyday existence tough

We just don't have the labor in our store to handle this influx of people

What you people expect from us is really impossible and unreasonable

Your presence here is awful and to quote my co-worker just the pits

What do I really get from you people being down here, you don't make me rich

You are just too much to handle and mentally and physically you beat us down

I don't know why you expect us to be happy with you when you act like a bunch of clowns

Snowbirds, you are everywhere that I don't want you to be

Snowbirds, you people never give me a moments peace

Snowbirds, you are everywhere and all over the place

Snowbirds, I just need you to get out of my face

Snowbirds, you are always working on my last nerve

Snowbirds, you are just more trouble than you are worth

Snowbirds, but this is one of two states, where you have a place that you own

Snowbirds, we appreaciate your business but we need you to go home 

From Dying On The Inside
Copyright 2025 Resisting Distress Publishing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Paul Ryerson

I am a writer who writes poetry & plays. I have also written a short film & I created an animated series on You Tube. Included on Power Poetry are seventy poems from my five poetry collections, Rhymes With A Reason, Too Much Unwanted Noise, Broken and Burned Bridges, Dying On The Inside and Fool’s Gold and Fool’s Paradise

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