Twister
He stepped out
Of his little house
And looked to the west
And thought
Wow it really is
Like the weather channel said
Or even God
Or the hand of fate
The way it looked
The dark cloud
Coming
And he thought
There’s really no point
To even run
Out to the fields
Where they say
All kinds of debris
Will be flying
Like glass
Or cows
And it’s something
You have to
Just stand there
And wait for
Like fate
And the hand of God
And he thought of
That song that
Said something like
Today is the day
How there wasn’t anything
You could do about it
If God
Had made up
His mind
Or fate
But just stand there
And watch it
Come
And wait
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