What is it that makes us all believe in Linda?
She take me places I have never dreamed of travelling.
I hate buses and I hate cars
Linda the tunnel, takes me so far (she is not your typical engineer).
Is it the way the rocks and sediment line your chalis, or is it her stalactite caves full of malice?
A fistful of dynamite and a never-ending darkness, trains pass through her like it is Loch-ness.
Linda, why are you a tunnel? Why not be a lake?
A lake would be a wonderful costume for your metal brackets.
i know where you begin, and I thought I knew where you would end (gorgeous ponies line the entrance),
But at the final stop, I see destruction and construction.
Linda, are you okay, why are you blocked off?
Linda metamposhise into a bridge,
Collapse, Linda!
Rattle the remains of the passer-bys
Linda, get rid of the cargo carrying hazardous material.
What is the weight of this very 18-wheeler?
Linda...
Linda you are a tractor.
--from Mrs. Twister's Weird Tornado and Animal Poems