Storm Chaser - Poem by Ima Ryma
To storm chase - is it just for fun?
Or is it for some public good?
Whenever storm chasing is done,
Death might not be the end, but could.
There ought to be a law, some say,
To make storm chasing a set crime.
If caught, there's be a fine to pay.
Repeat offenders would do time.
The public good, the science stuff -
Let drones be sent in for that aim.
Dying is tragedy enough,
And worse when doing just a game.
To storm chase is to do but die.
To storm chase is to ask but why.
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