Float around sand infested with tourists
One for each grain of sand
Inflating the island with their crumpled dollar bills.
And their half-finished cocktails.
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| St Thomas Virgin Island |
Taxi drivers baking in the sun
Hoarding throngs of people through the 80 sqaure kilometres
Of St Thomas Virgin Island.
No speed is here. Every heartbeat ticks to the plod of the confused tourists.
Figuring out which beach to paste their half-naked bottoms on.
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| Tortola British Virgin Island |
In this heat-singed mess, one can barely see
Any Caribbean flavour except the crystal blue sea.
The local spirit is as American
As the Starbucks chain on the corner of the street.
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| Tourist traps plague the beaches of Tortola |
Gone are the Pirates swilling rum, guarding their treasures
The real pirate has no booty but has fifty states
And the whole island in its back pocket.
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| St Thomas Virgin Island at night |
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