Items fall off theri shelves.
Dogs yelp. Cats meow.
They have no idea what is happening.
When it ends, it seems like a dream.
This never happens in the South.
Items fell off their shelves.
Dogs yelped. Cats meowed.
People were awakened.
They had no idea what had happened.
All this occurred in the early hours of the morning.
Some people were unaware.
Walls will tremble.
Items will fall off their shelves.
Dogs will yelp. Cats will meow.
When an earthquake comes to town.
I will post the old poem for today when I get home after my last class. Hope you enjoy this newly edited poem. I know I had fun revising it. I am really liking this whole project. It makes me feel like I am accomplishing something.