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Katrina, why does your wrath haunt us?

A mere mistake, the walls fell down,

You didn't even have to use trumpets.

Maybe, someday far from now,

This will have accomplished some good,

But as for right now, I can't understand

Why we are being kept under the hood.

Thousands are homeless,

Hundreds have died,

I don't know what to make of this mess,

Except for what little I can spy.

I am safe, stuck here typing,

I've made donations, there's not much else I can do,

So I hope, and pray,

That we can fix our New Orleans back to new.

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Ack! Sorry It's been longer than usual, but school is EVIL. Eh. It's mostly homework. Then Katrina happened, and for days I was dumbstruck. So I wrote this in less than five minutes as my tribute, since I don't have much time anymore. Remember your R's and R's! (or your P's and Q's)