The rumbling thunder whispers,
Making the howling cats to disperse,
The doors and windows shiver in reply,
The dogs run around, awry.
The lightning whips,
The rain drips,
A drop after the other,
Like a child following its mother.
The mosquitoes swarm in for shelter,
The mosquito bats, wave helter-skelter,
Oh by Odin's beard!
Why is a thunderstorm so feared?
Many like I,
Enjoy the chaos in the sky,
The beauty of damage,
The riot, the destruction, the ravage!
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| Would you want to be stuck in a thunderstorm like this? |
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