Mother Nature went bowling


Mother Nature is bowling tonight
she kept me wide awake
i heard the balls rumbling down the lanes
crashing into, exploding the pins,
strike after strike is all i heard
sounds like she rolled some great games.
then the bowling alley must have closed
i guess she must have drifted home
now i can sleep again.

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The whole poem is a metaphor for thunderstorms.