Living on the East Coast?
Then, please, beware.
A newly-formed hurricane
Eeerily looms near.
Harvey is now history;
Thank God, he is no more.
But the hurricane 'Irma'
Hastens to the shore.
Her winds are quite powerful
At one seventy-five.
Thus she might be a cat 4,
Or even a cat 5.
While Irma's route, not known,
Could be here or there.
One thing that's for certain is—
She will land somewhere.
Irma is a vicious storm—
Could be deadly too.
Oh may we heed the forecaster's
Plea to me and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lots of nice word play in this piece... enjoyed it.
Thank you Ray. That was some hurricane.
Thanks Ray. I'm glad you enjoyed it. That was some hurricane.