Red barns and red heiffers spot the green <br />grass circles around Omaha--the farmers <br />haul tanks of cream and wagon-loads of <br />cheese. <br /> <br />Shale hogbacks across the river at Council <br />Bluffs--and shanties hang by an eyelash to <br />the hill slants back around Omaha. <br /> <br />A span of steel ties up the kin of Iowa and <br />Nebraska across the yellow, big-hoofed Missouri <br />River. <br /> <br />Omaha, the roughneck, feeds armies, <br />Eats and swears from a dirty face. <br />Omaha works to get the world a breakfast.<br /><br />Carl Sandburg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/omaha/
