The rains descend the floods come..
Climate change!
You, can kiss that bum..
Who is wise to understand?
That fools build their house on sand.
Troubles come that's for sure..
But to the wise man's house they come no more...
They search for his sayings...
Live by his word...
Evil is flaying..
You think it absurd?
But all will understand on that day-
When the iniquity of man is taken away.
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When the indigenous folks populated this land, I bet they never camped on a flood plain....
They were wise though
Don't build on a flood plain unless you are building on high pilings. Prepare for such events.
As a pile driving man, my idea was to put flotation under a house and have them rise and fall, like a pontoon.
If we lived in a free society it would be a piece of cake, alas..
Some people are fools and build there lives in dangerous places thinking that they will prosper.
Andy
That's it.
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