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The "weather"

Tornado alley is a place to visit if you must go there with conscious caution look out for nails of rust The alley's fraught with winds that fiercly circle with no warning Look left and right. Look out, that's right! Who know's what'll be left in the morning This place is quite forboding Mother nature does her scorning It's quite clear to me; staying clear is the key to surviving when it is pouring!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/7/2010 9:02:00 AM
good imagery, well written. (I sent you soup mail)
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Date: 7/6/2010 3:18:00 PM
Sad sights that I see sometimes on the news or weather channel of this area..We have them where I live also...Sometimes there are deaths ...Sara
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