A Strong Wind Blew
A strong wind blew and the whole town knew
This storm intended trouble
A crashing sound upon the ground
My chimney stack was rubble
The daffs by the highways were all growing sideways
And I heard my gardener cry
Because he had never and neither had I
Seen a greenhouse fly
And then there were screams, the vicar it seems
Thought he was Mary Poppins
His brolly went down - so did he with a frown
Preceded by his droppings
I, by golly, clung to my brolly
And I soared like an eagle
And then I saw the vicar bounce
Off Westminster Cathedral
Fences were flattened all over the town
And many trees were down
A wheelie bin rolled up the street
And past the rose and crown
And then the wind dropped
My brolly flight stopped
And I had to face a new truth
My landing had led
Straight into my bed
It seemed I would need a new roof
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2022
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