Natural Disaster

A typhoon isn't malicious,

But you don't see me

Going out of my way

To carry conversation with it.

I'm superstitious,

But I can't believe

A thunderstorm can hate,

And that its friendship's not fictitious.

An element of doofish ruthlessness,

More than a belligerent breeze;

You're a natural disaster, babe,

And this misfit's a mis-fit for that shit.