THE WIND HAS EATEN MY HEART

Today it was windy in our little town.

It was a very violent wind.

I hate the wind.

Die wind.

Die!

I really wish the wind would go away.

Go away as quickly as Star Jones.

The wind makes me angry.

Angry like a Fox news anchor.

I need another glass of wine.

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Windy days make dictators.

That's what my pappy always said.

Actually he never said that.

But, if I could ask him to agree to that statement from beyond the grave.

I am sure he would.

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When will this wind stop?

Is it as endless as the tears of Ellen Degeneres?

Will it blow my soul straight to the devil's den?

Or will it blow it to Burger King?

Is there a difference between the two?

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I wish I could write a book about the wind.

I would call it "Why I wish I could stab the wind"

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WIND!

WIND!

BAD!

BAD!

WIND!

Shhhhhhh....

Hush now wind.

Shhhhhhh....

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Thank you. 

Please tip your barista.

written by john k roedel

copyright 2007

Please do not duplicate unless you have expressed written, verbal, or telepathic consent from Mr. Roedel.  Autographed copies are available upon request. Please email Mr. Roedel to find out how you can help stop the wind in your community.