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