Another reason that I do not love
To live where I do happened just a bit
Ago. The warnings were quite faint above
My music as I took my gloves off, quit
A-hacking at my backyard overgrowth
And betook to enjoy some TV shows.
Instead I cranked the radio and both
Laughed and whined; there may be tornadoes!
'Tis nearly 32 years since one ripped
Through town in '78; we well may
Be due for yet another. We are gripped
Firm in the angry glove of Thor. Someday
These warnings might apply to me and mine,
But for today, I do assure: I'm fine.
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