Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Irene came windy
She flooded our town
Destroying houses
Knocking the trees down
Trying our patience
Waiting for the sound
Of the rip ninety
Seven point nine

1 comment:

  1. Papa and I loved your poem. We looked up rip 97.9, and saw it was your local radio station. Hope you've got it back. I bet your station would like your poem. See you soon.
    Love Gma & Papa

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