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it's counterclockwise south of the equator

Posted to Action Poetry

If butterflies flapping their wings can cause hurricanes [perhaps 'flap' is too high-testosterone a word for butterfly mobility moves, eh?], then those damn high-energy kids on bicycles could be changing the up-down movement of the Dow. They must be stopped!

We should pull all the energy out of the air so that the universe can rest, and catch its breath.

Then, those raindrops can come down like torpedos. Pushing those still air molecules out of the way like so many pesky cottonballs. They can strike the pavement with more snap! Make their presence heard! We're raindrops, goddamit, and we don't need no frickin thunder bugle roar to let you know we're here! Watch out! Here we come! Drinks all around!