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11-27-2005, 01:14 AM
{Here's a little humor for this very serious situation}
'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE KATRINA (Cajun Style)
'Twas de night before Katrina. when all tru da state
Not a gas pump was pumpin', Not a store open late.
All da plywood was hung, on de windows wit care,
Knowing dat a hurricane, Soon would be dere.
Da children were ready wit der flashlight in hand
While rain bands from da hurricane covered over our land,
And Mom wit her Mag-lite, and me wit my cap
Has jus filled da bathtub for flushing our crap.
When out on de lawn, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from da closet to see what was de matter.
The trees on da terrace, and da neighbor's roof torn,
We feared we'd be dyin' in dis terrible storm.
Wit a little wind gus, so lively and quick,
I membered quite clearly our walls was not brick.
More rapid dan Eagles, her courses they changed!
And she whistled and wafted and surged all the same.
Off shingles! Off sidings! Off rooftops! Off power!
Down trees! Down fences! Down trailers! Down towers!
On da street of New Orleans, she continued to maul,
Screaming Blow away! Blow away! Blow away all!
As da wind ripped and tossed da debris tru da sky,
I peeked out da shutters at the cars floatin' by.
So go to da attic, my family did do,
Wit a portable radio and some batteries, too.
And den in a twinkling, I heard on da set,
The end was not coming for a few hours yet!
As I calmed down da kids and was turning around
Tru da window it came wit a huge crashing sound
A tree branch it was all covered in soot
De wind blew it smack-dab on top of my foot!
A bundle of twigs now lay in a stack
And my Livin' Room looked like it was under attack.
De wind, how it howled, de storm very scary,
Myself and my family were all too unwary.
Da dangers of hurricanes are serious ya know,
Dey are taken for granted as Betsy did show.
Wit da winds dying down and da danger beneath,
I noticed my tool shed was missing its sheath.
So I grabbed my last tarp, and nailed it on down.
Da traffic was awful and stores had no ice,
My 5-gallon cooler would have to suffice.
Generators was scarce, not one left in town,
Dere was trees on the roads and power lines down.
FEMA was ready wit people to work,
Electrical companies came in from New York.
I sprang to da car, and gave my family a whistle,
Den away we all went like a Tomahawk missile!
You could hear us exclaim as we drove out of sight,
"The heck wit dis place, Texas seem just right!"
'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE KATRINA (Cajun Style)
'Twas de night before Katrina. when all tru da state
Not a gas pump was pumpin', Not a store open late.
All da plywood was hung, on de windows wit care,
Knowing dat a hurricane, Soon would be dere.
Da children were ready wit der flashlight in hand
While rain bands from da hurricane covered over our land,
And Mom wit her Mag-lite, and me wit my cap
Has jus filled da bathtub for flushing our crap.
When out on de lawn, there arose such a clatter
I sprang from da closet to see what was de matter.
The trees on da terrace, and da neighbor's roof torn,
We feared we'd be dyin' in dis terrible storm.
Wit a little wind gus, so lively and quick,
I membered quite clearly our walls was not brick.
More rapid dan Eagles, her courses they changed!
And she whistled and wafted and surged all the same.
Off shingles! Off sidings! Off rooftops! Off power!
Down trees! Down fences! Down trailers! Down towers!
On da street of New Orleans, she continued to maul,
Screaming Blow away! Blow away! Blow away all!
As da wind ripped and tossed da debris tru da sky,
I peeked out da shutters at the cars floatin' by.
So go to da attic, my family did do,
Wit a portable radio and some batteries, too.
And den in a twinkling, I heard on da set,
The end was not coming for a few hours yet!
As I calmed down da kids and was turning around
Tru da window it came wit a huge crashing sound
A tree branch it was all covered in soot
De wind blew it smack-dab on top of my foot!
A bundle of twigs now lay in a stack
And my Livin' Room looked like it was under attack.
De wind, how it howled, de storm very scary,
Myself and my family were all too unwary.
Da dangers of hurricanes are serious ya know,
Dey are taken for granted as Betsy did show.
Wit da winds dying down and da danger beneath,
I noticed my tool shed was missing its sheath.
So I grabbed my last tarp, and nailed it on down.
Da traffic was awful and stores had no ice,
My 5-gallon cooler would have to suffice.
Generators was scarce, not one left in town,
Dere was trees on the roads and power lines down.
FEMA was ready wit people to work,
Electrical companies came in from New York.
I sprang to da car, and gave my family a whistle,
Den away we all went like a Tomahawk missile!
You could hear us exclaim as we drove out of sight,
"The heck wit dis place, Texas seem just right!"