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Posted by Phil on September 23, 2004, at 19:48:40
I got caught in a hurricane
In 1972.
The wind was gusting 90 to a 100 mph
Rain was sailing by sideways, tooWater rushing over the little road
It was up to my knees I swear
Buried my old Fairlane to the axle
I tell you now it was scary as **** out there.
God, you gotta get me outta this,
I can barely stand the wind and rain
I'll do anything you say, please hear me pray
I won't ever do nothing this stupid againPhilip...I want to believe that
I really, really do
But I am God and I know your heart
And it's black as the night
You're walking throughSave me a table at the dance hall
I'm walking in to town
A little worse for wear
But I really don't care
Just give me something that'll bring me downRepeat last verse, or go to next post. : )
Posted by Jai Narayan on September 23, 2004, at 20:46:19
In reply to Caught in a Hurricane, posted by Phil on September 23, 2004, at 19:48:40
I am sorry you didn't post on writing babble.
My goodness....
with all the hurricanes this year your poem might be a best seller.
It sounds like a song.
Phil, thanks I enjoyed your poem.
Posted by Phil on September 24, 2004, at 7:08:29
In reply to Re: Caught in a Hurricane, posted by Jai Narayan on September 23, 2004, at 20:46:19
Jai...
I think I posted on the wrong board. It's a song..sorta.
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