Four palm trees <br />on a pile of sand <br />surrounded by green water <br />and just enough place to stand <br /> <br />no nothin <br />as far as the eye can see <br />also no fresh water <br />no food nothing for me <br /> <br />I don't care <br />cause this place is great <br />but I am starting to think <br />I made a big mistake <br /> <br />My back starts to burn <br />my throat is rasp, rasp dry <br />if there's one thing I'll learn <br />it's not to look at the sun, in the sky <br /> <br />Ah ya it was very, very lucky for me <br />a boat floats by and I jump and wave <br />shit, they just keep goin, me they didn't see <br />So to this little island, I am the slave<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-island/
