Something Different

Try as might
in setting sun
you can't stop sunbeams
in the sun                                     You fear
from falling out                            Fear the fire
with the moon begun                    That your house
                                                      Will expire
If its fun                                         Because of the dust                    Day of tornado
at Mardis Gras                                Because of the dry                     Day of hail
not to dress up                                Beause there are sparks              Extreme weather
as a nun                                          Out there that lie                         Will prevail
don't stun
just become                                    Winds are blowing                      More of it
something different                         Flames                                         In clouds that sail
the other one                                    Where they never strode             Revelation rain 
                                                         Over the road                              with such a long tail
                                                         Burning the names
New Orleans                                                                                        Day of fire   
big easy                                            Of sineposts                                 And of flood                 
you know                                          Places are ghosts                         Its the bad
there's no                                           Because fires                               before the good
other one                                            Not in woods
                                                           Fire's the most                             More of it
                                                           Wood's in                                     The fewer the days
In times of jazz                                   The fire                                       Fiting it 
and pzazz                                            It seems                                       just delays
there's no fad                                      All's toast
that can                                                                                                    Day of tornado
outlast you                                          Fear of the fire                             In with hail
fast you play                                       Flaming in you                             To the loud
trombone all day                                 Fear of the fire                              Siren's wail
sunlites cast                                        No water
about you                                            Will rescue you.                           You cannot learn
skies are blue                                                                                             To stop it
                                                                                                                   Fiting it delays
                                                                                                                   Houses blown about
In                                                                                                                like haystack hays.  
New Orleans
big easy
like a
comfortable chair
its always something
different
you are
but here
its never rare.