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I
got the kind of trailer
that sits on cinder blocks
but it's prone to decimation
when a Texas tornado pops
I hear the wind acomin'
makin' a fearful
whine
it sounds just like a freight train
comin' down the line
The
trailer is vibratin'
although a double-wide
it's nuthin' but a match box
and there ain't no place to hide
Clothes I was awearin'
just a
few minutes ago
been sucked up in the funnel cloud
guess I won't need them
no mo
The pit bull known as Ringo
blew off, I coulda cried
he left
me unexpectedly
taken for a ride
While the wind's rotatin'
misfortune's what it brings
I harmonize with nature
as the wild tornado sings
Blowin' down the
trailer park
down them cotton rows
blow me down the interstate
further
than I wanna go
Where I get to stoppin'
hell if anybody knows
just hope I'm still in Texas
and not in Mexico!
© d.knape
November 29, 2012
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"Once Upon A Line" - Light verse and poetry by d.knape
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