A doggerel series about the countries of the world.
It sounds like a description of
Some seedy malls that we don’t love.*
But, no—some Indian Ocean isles
That stretch along for miles and miles.
A thousand coral islands (plus)
Compose the country we discuss.
And Male is its capital—
It rhymes with “molly”—nothing dull
About these islands. Coral reefs
Are here and there. And folks’ beliefs
Are varied (as you might surmise
In such a place, below such skies).
The money flows from tourists there—
Who love the beaches, sultry air.
Most other enterprises—small.
Though fishing’s good. No crystal ball
Is needed for us to perceive
That climate change (if you believe)
Will flood the islands and efface
All signs of us—our careless race.