The Lightning Struck

The storm was rolling in The boredom began to stir within Begging to be set free from the walls that confined them Two children wanted to brave the storms that were engulfing 'em Outside they went with all smiles While playing by a metal can, they could hear the claps of thunders for miles While talking to her cousin on this night A bolt of lightning came down which gave the children an awful fright The bolt cracked and jumped from car to fence to phone line to metal can to mouth The children turned pale as their blood ran south Screaming the boy ran in first While leaving the girl to fight to open the door, that was the worst For the boy was holding the door shut Which made the girl think the door was stuck Off to the hospital they tore No more playing in the storm they swore The doctor checked them both and found a hue For the little girl, her tongue was blue Trying to explain That she was talking in the rain The doctor chuckled as he asked, "Did it taste like bacon?" With tears rolling down her face, she answered, "No like chicken."