On its way to take tourists alligator-spotting...(I did this once and it was great fun, except there was a drought and the swamp had dried up.)
We passed through a little town called Okeechobee, near the large inland lake of the same name. This part of it, had, I suspect, seen better days.
Though there was a green with a gazebo
And shops offering a variety of services
I think this building may have once been a bank
Now the windows frame nostalgic murals
and opposite, a scraggy live oak ethereally draped with the south's signature Spanish moss.