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Natures Fury
The butterfly floats, from flower to flower,
he doesn't care what is the hour;
the raindrops fall in a cooling gentle shower,
as beneath the leaves the butterfly will cower;
the thunder will roar with a deafening power,
as the honey bees return to their hive tower;
the lightening will flash in a blinding light,
for a moment or two you will lose your sight;
your legs will sprint for your home in fright,
getting struck in you stride you just might;
hail stones strike you on the left and right,
as you head for home in your flight;
as you get home the sky turns black,
can't stop the tornado, can't turn back;
it tears into your home and destroys the shack,
tomorrow they'll put you in a body sack.
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