LIFE IN A TENT

I could no longer afford paying home rent,

I built a new estate, some called it a tent,

On the most unhappiest day

My tent was tornadoed away,

Worse, where the tent went, my body was sent.

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MY HOME AND MY BOAT: ONE DON'T STAND, ONE DON'T FLOAT

The big rain storm hit so hard that my boat went sinkin',

My house collapsed down the hill, like the logs of Lincoln,

It rained over 10 inches today,

And, with the tidal wave off the bay,

I hope my insurer has a check, that it's inkin'.

DRIED DILL DOWN THE HILL

It rained so very much, that mud went sliding on down the hill,

Along with my shack, and dozens of dried bundles of dill,

It was a disaster, complete

I had no place for my seat,

And the neighbor association, sent me a moving bill.

DISASTER, A MICHIGAN STORY

I about had a heart attack,

When the wind blew down my little shack,

It's the past, I won't look back

Lots of firewood to stack,

I'll winter warm, though walls I'll lack.