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Anticipating the Storm Dreading the Aftermath
There’s a nip in the wind, so into warmer clothes, I’ll change the coming storm, they say, is a beast, but rain won’t start, till after light; all night, the rain will pour; I must bring in the cat. Storms terrorize my cat, so do rattling windows, in the wind. Around here, rains that pour, nring drastic temperature changes and the raging lightening, is a formidable beast. Though the beast terrorized my cat, I await the daylight, to view the damage from the storm’s winds and lightening that change Our ground, with the deluges that pour. As it storms, I will pour over my utility bill-beasts. I must also change the litter box, for the cat. The raging, lightening and wind sends her streaking, like greased lightening. In the morning light, orange juice, I pour. I’ve lost another tree, to the wind; the storm did beastly damage and not just, to my cat; the landscape of my town, has changed! I will change Into clothing that’s light. I’ll go outside with my cat And begin to pour Over the debris, from the beastly Storm and its tempestuous winds. They say that, change, is good, but they haven’t see a frenzied cat. By morning’s sunlight she’s a fur-blown beast. Still, she’s survived the pouring Rain and the terrors brought, by unforgiving winds.
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