Nate Has His Eye On Me
Hurricane Harvey landed his punches to the left of me
Irma struck with fierce winds and rain; havoc on my right
I escaped the wrath of those hellions ~ now there's Nate.
Nate formed in an unusual area, not known for brutal storms,
but he's coming for a visit soon. I hope he doesn't stay around
very long. I didn't invite him to my city, so he's being rude
by showing up this weekend and ruining everyone's plans.
I pray he's not as devastating as the evil two he follows,
but hurricanes do as they please. Wham! Bam! What a mess...
putting us all under stress.
He'll huff and puff and try to blow my house down.
He seems to be in a hurry cuz he's moving with some speed.
I'll be glad to see the tail end of him. A one-eyed cyclops,
a meanie and a fiend, who'll probably rob me of my power.
If you don't see me around, you know where I can be found...
sweltering in New Orleans heat because Nate visited my town.
10/6/17
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