Storm


The wind will whistle in your ear
The rain will drop like a tear
The lighting flashes in the sky
You'll never see a little bird fly
Here it comes the big gray hurricane
It's almost like the sky's in pain
It is so hard to stand in a gale
It makes the sky look so pale
This is the biggest of them all
The earth just might fall.

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