Gale Force

Gale force winds make such noise
As air rushing out of the balloon
Of the Southern Gulf of Mexico
Rushing to catch up with a storm
That will plow across Eastern states
Adding fuel to energize, to create havoc
Like a little boy with no impulse control
Let loose in a room of fragile china
And figurines, with thoughts of mischief
We listen as we hear him go by
Knowing he’ll be trouble for someone
And all we can do is hope and pray
That he just runs between the aisles
Making a lot of noise