I think I shall stay inside- <br />where it is safe. <br />Earth is ripe, <br />with more than bad apples, <br />volcanoes rise, <br />spitting liquid orange rage; <br />the American west blows ash, <br />from thousands of chimneys on fire. <br /> <br />Mud is now just skeleton dust- <br />and the forest is now a, <br />giant candle wick. <br />Fires multiply like, <br />baby bunnies in the spring. <br />That dry heat creeps on, <br />sun powered and strangely <br />determined. <br /> <br />The square states are all <br />engulfed in dry heaves. <br />California decided to stop <br />begging for tourists, she's <br />on sabbatical with a raging <br />fever. <br /> <br />To hell in a hand basket, I say. <br />Catholics are blaming, <br />an angry God or Satan <br />depending on who you ask. <br />The Mormons are worried <br />they will have to leave Utah. <br />I heard Scientologists are <br />blaming Katie Holmes.<br /><br />Robin Bennett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depending-on-who-you-ask/
