Dust Devil
It was a still day on the plains.
Then all of a sudden the rains
came followed by hot sunshine
we sat and slowly sipped wine
Then the wind blew dust devils
that caused lots of grave perils
up rooting trees along the plains
and blowing hats down the levels.
That dust devil was so uncivil
as it left behind a load of drivel
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