A rhyming poem about the Ark-La-Tx and Shreveport having excessive rainfall this year.
|Today is Thursday, the 21st day
of May, 2015, and a hard rain
is pouring down yet again from dark, gray
skies, causing the lakes and rivers more strain.
In Shreveport the Red River roars along,
a roiling, churning, debris-filled torrent
wild and dangerous, currently too strong
for safe boating -- with sinking abhorrent.
As the Red nears its thirty-feet flood stage,
boat launches stay closed; the port’s lock and dam
shut down from the height on the water gauge.
“Hey, Mother Nature, stop the rain, please ma’am.”
Shreveport’s total rainfall is now more than
half again above the normal amount
for this year thus far. The Ark-La-Tx can
absorb no more water! People can count
on more rainfall causing local flooding.
Storms bring tornado and flash flood warnings
to threaten day after day. This drubbing
must stop! The lack of sunshine we’re mourning.
Enough rain already! Give us sunny
days to enjoy. End our water-logged pain.
Pardon me for not finding it funny
to hear “Come August we’ll wish for this rain.”
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