For the skies were swathed in cloudy gray
Then a strong north wind
Came bellowing in
And blew our chance for rain away
A little farther up the street they ripped apart this massive old elm.
Claye was walking to work in all this. After having escaped a few flying objects, she decided to listen to the radio and see if a tornado was in the vicinity.
Just Oklahoma wind, a little more than usual. Nobody seemed the least bit impressed.