The Flood

The animals came in two-by-two
and the sky began to darken

The warnings had been very clear
but the people wouldn’t hearken

It hadn’t been the best of years
for picnics in this park

The grass was saturated and
the dogs had left their mark

The rain continued falling and
it wasn’t going to stop

The rivers and the drains were all
filling to the top

All the local junkies came and
each one brought a hound

And as the rain intensified they
sought out higher ground

The owners and their terriers
were all perfectly paired

If they made it to the shelter
then the species would be spared

The animals came in two-by-two
and began to shed their fear

For Noah was crouching in the corner
cooking-up their gear