Category: hurricane
Quotes of Category: hurricane
Don't pack your bags just yet, stay awhile,
Don't try to run away to higher ground,
You're in my twisted clouds of sad misfortune,
And you are such an entertaining crowd!
{I've never had such cheerful toys to play with...}
Forget I said that – just a little natural disaster Humour, Ha-ha-ha.
Pull up a rusty lawn chair
On the waterfront in New Orleans,
And ignore the wind that howls,
Things aren't always as they seem.
I can smell fear in the air,
Fresh amidst the cornbread steam,
Forgive me if I sound excited,
{I'm going to be famous, you know!}
And let me take your money, please!
I'll drown your family, hunt down your pets,
I've got tricks that I've never even tried yet,
And it's so easy when I get the chance!
{I'll swipe your house in just one glance!}
As the saying goes, it all comes out in the wash,
But I'm the only wash that leaves no stone unturned,
Financial devastation is my middle name,
And social degradation is my third!
You, little boy from the bayou bank,
You used to fish for pointless fun {I can appreciate having fun},
But after I go, you'll find your parents poor,
You'll have eviction notices on your door,
You'll have to sell any fish you can catch, In a desperate grasp for money,
Although I hate to break it to you, That bayou's polluted, honey!
I see nothing in your future but welfare cheques!
And you there, little girl with the closet of toys,
You were born well-off with a room of your own,
You have dresses that look more like They're from fairy-tales,
Glittery lace on your schoolgirl gowns.
Wait 'till murky water licks those hems,
And your family is bankrupt And you're homeless with them!
Accept what's to come, won't you please? I'm just a carousel of wild winds Who'll bring you to your knees!
Hell, yeah!
Take a bow, take a bow,
Take a bow before your god…
I might just pardon you If you've got magic up your sleeve!
If you're swift and resourceful you could outrun me!
I always love a challenge!
I always love a game…
The question on your mind Is in regards to my first name,
Right?
My name is Katrina, the witch of the skies,
A sorceress whose debut dance makes everyone die,
I know it's not what you wanted!
{But I'm selfish through and through},
So, c'mon and make me happy!
Whether you're ready or not…" book-quotepovertysouthernwelfare…I relied on an unpublished report by Jose Fernandez-Partagas, a late-twentieth-century meteorologist who recreated for the National Hurricane Center the tracks of many historical hurricanes, among them the Galveston Hurricane. He was a meticulous researcher given to long hours in the library of the University of Miami, where he died on August 25, 1997, in his favorite couch. He had no money, no family, no friends--only hurricanes. The hurricane center claimed his body, had him cremated, and on August 31, 1998, launched his ashes through the drop-port of a P-3 Orion hurricane hunter into the heart of Hurricane Danielle. His remains entered the atmosphere at 28 N., 74.2 W., about three hundred miles due east of Daytona Beach. book-quotenon-fictiongalvestonhurricane
