What a Trip

There was a tornado siren screaming, as the thunder crashed on high; I was running from the monsters path, But couldn't find a place to hide. I felt the vacuum steal my breath, and pull me to the blackened skies; Traveling at a thousand feet per second, and no one heard my cries. It flung me violently back to Earth , and just as the ground crashed into my life; I was awakened by the soft and gentle shake , from the hands of my loving wife. I reached over to hug and kiss her, and thank her for saving me; Thats when two fangs grew from her mouth, and she started biting me. There was blood gushing from me everywhere, I thought surely i will die; But I awoke to a tornado siren screaming, as the thunder crashed on high. Carl A Fraser