Eating Tornados (Draft 1)
I’ve heard a tornado can lift a
herd of cows into the air
(besides the houses)
But when it lifts scratching cats
tears out potatoes,
out onions from the ground, and
out with flour from the warehouse,
it rains potato pancakes,
and when those
at the end of the rainbow
catch them in a hot frying pan,
they are delicious
and fresh like a fork in the road
— Douglas Gilbert
Poetry and Stuff 