Ghost Story—Just in Time for Halloween!

‘Twas a dark and stormy night,

The kind that makes you feel fright,

When the earthquake hit

Where some fault plane was split

And began everybody’s plight.

Some rods, by the quake thus goaded,

Fell from where they’d been loaded:

They rumbled and tumbled

And crumbled all jumbled—

Then the whole thing exploded.

For those nearby when it struck,

The whole event didn’t suck:

No one felt sick—

Vaporization works quick—

The rest of world had less luck.

So back where this story began:

Getting scared was part of the plan;

But don’t worry your ass,

This won’t come to pass—

Unless there’s a quake in Japan.