Flow With The Flood Poem by Ima Ryma

Flow With The Flood



A flood insurance salesman tried
To sell me a thick policy
For the hut where I did reside
With the missus and family.
But I said buddy forget it.
Water will soon cover the world.
And sure enough the storm did hit,
A flood an angry heaven hurled.
But this here Noah was prepared
With a new home - one that would float,
And with other couples we shared.
Too bad for those who missed the boat.

Floods are always a question mark.
The best insurance is an ark.

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