Sunday, October 21, 2007

Days lived and not forgotten

Days lived and not forgotten by Rob Hood ©2003

Once upon an evening eerie

as I was watching Wallace Beery

shoot some hombre

who was causing woe

My fingers started tapping

waking me as I was napping

since the movie was a bore

My knuckles started snapping

as I sung a song involving rapping

and the walls started cracking

betraying something I couldn't ignore

Then the building started swaying

as if it were obeying

suggestions from a medium of lore

I escaped with little of my tack

and I'm never going back

to that plain or that valley

known by some as "Tornado Alley"

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