Why boast,What stirrs you?
Thou with thy couple.
Sanctioning the earth,
Blowing apart all dearth.
Slaying wastes and dust,
Pouring venom to have eyes rust.
Distracting the earth of her duty,
Breeding in beasts fury.
But though has no fruit,
Even Cannot conceive is your couple:
The thick mist above giving you guts,
Both of you flee before him in rush.
Just came to make noise,
And in jiffy,gone is their voice.
-The wind and cloud without rain-.
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