Tornadoes Can'T Come Downtown Poem by Nancy Ames

She was acting sort of tough
but we were being quite polite
because we know about the stuff
that goes down when strangers fight.

But now she never comes around
because tornadoes can't come downtown.


Downtown people hide from the stars
and the moon can't see what they're doing,
while they wait around in bars
for all the cheering and the booing.

So now she never comes around
because tornadoes can't come downtown.


The best make it look so easy
and then the phonies take the credit;
that's why her laughter was so breezy
but she was crying when she said it -

'Anyhow, I won't be coming around
because tornadoes can't come downtown.'