A thundered storm sends down water as like as being delivered down <br />in over abundantly filled buckets. <br />Woe is we... <br />What to dew? <br />Why is Noah over there building that over sized boat? ... <br />Does he think we will soon be treading through a watered like moat? <br />Why is old man Noah leading animals up that ramp in pairs? <br />Who knows? , Who cares? <br />Why is old man Noah sporting a snorkel and scooba fins? <br />Does he think this rain will never end? <br />Why is old man Noah loading that boat up with all his belongings? <br />When is this bloody rain storm going to quit? <br />Little did Noah's neighbors and friends realize that they were without <br />a clue or that they were short on wit. <br />A wiser man or neighbor would figure it out... <br />It was way too late as they banged and knocked on old man Noah's <br />door... <br />There would no longer be dry days, no more. <br />They laughed at old man Noah for the very last day... <br />They would pay for their stupidity with their very own lives-Yes <br />they would.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-is-old-man-noah-wearing-a-snorkel-and-scooba/
