Red barns and red heifers spot the green grass circles around Omaha--the farmers haul tanks of cream and wagon loads of cheese.
Shale hogbacks across the river at Council Bluffs--and shanties hang by an eyelash to the hill slants back around Omaha.
A span of steel ties up the kin of Iowa and Nebraska across the yellow, big-hoofed Missouri River.
Omaha, the roughneck, feeds armies,
Eats and swears from a dirty face.
Omaha works to get the world a breakfast.
