I Found 11,781 Sea Shells Poem by Hebert Logerie

You won't believe this miracle
I went for a walk on Miami Beach
And I found 11,781 sea shells
As we speak, they are on the table
I took my sweet time to count them
And I am willing to recount them
I want to sell them to someone
So I can overturn the fair election
Each of them represents one vote
Class, please take outstanding note
Dear voters, I am willing to negotiate
With the most despicable candidate
Because I want him to lose again
Do I make sense to you? Imagine
For a few minutes what I am doing
What I am trying or attempting
To do. No, this is not voodoo
This is white magic. Out of the blue
The loser will become a winner
But he must be hypnotized with the crew
Right away. Because January 20th. Is
Around the corner, the world will be at ease
When they'll wake up from La La land
I will send the sea shells back in the sand
If they don't offer me a lot of money
They'll comply: that's my bread and honey
That's my threat, that's my sales pitch
Unless they're willing to send me a witch
To recount the 11,781 sea shells again
In life, sometimes we do things in vain.

Copyright © January 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.