Send down lightning,
With buckets of rain,
Unleash a howling wind,
Across the prairie,
Defiant eye looks down,
Unscrupulous tyrant,
I shake a fist at you,
From my parched field,
Leary of the prankster,
Don’t flood me like Johnstown,
I just want water,
On my corn and potatoes,
I cannot stand here much longer,
With the beetles and cicadas,
I’ll crumble and die,
Left for them to devour,
Tomatoes long since wilted,
Tsunami couldn’t bring them back,
We’ve eaten what would grow,
Nothing left to can,
This winter, we’ll eat Purina,
Leaving to big dog to hunt,
I cannot find the words,
For my vengeful prayer,
“Honey! Look Out!”
I was asleep at the wheel,
I had the strangest dream,
We were poor farmers eating dogfood…
2007-08-09
02:29:56
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