Grandpa Bob's Storm

One day we all went into town, while Grandpa Bob stayed with the hound.

He was living in a tent. I swear, it was there when we went.

A big wind blew in before we got back.

It rained and poured dogs and a cat.

What we saw was quite a sight.

That storm gave Grandpa a mighty fight.

The tent he was sitting in was all torn, and flattened.

That storm was trying to steal his home. That wasn't gonna happen.

What was left was on the ground, 

Except the hound and Grandpa's frown

All his stuff was soppin wet

Everything except his cigarette.