Gentle Breeze Watches His Wife Tornado
Gentle breeze is as calm and placid as his wife is a disaster.
She will be here around four, he warns the woods and the beasts
Ants, beetles, and mushroom lovers begin hiding in ditches around two.
Kansans their entire lives they understand what is about to happen.
Why does she behave this way? Oak asks Gentle Breeze
Unsure but not wanting to be disloyal, Gentle Breeze nods gently.
Mama Fox herds kits into long meadow where they will burrow in grass.
Catfish and bass dive down to the deepest depths of the pond.
She is coming, and she if fierce. All gets quiet about two thirty.
This is the time that you have to watch out for, daffodil warns dandelion.
Flowers and weeds close, lying as close to the ground as possible.
Tornado enters wearing a train whistle that disturbs Gentle Breeze
The devastation she leaves behind is unbelievably– sheds overturned.
Barns without roofs, houses without porches; she is in full swing.
Gentle Breeze watches his wife, never understanding her wrath.
His cows chew their cud, as concerned as the sunflowers but no more.
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