How Wounded Thunder Earned His Name
You stand on "Wounded Thunder's” hallowed ground.
He boomed such boastful tales that fearless chief!
There was no brave as clever to be found
until he met the source of all his grief.
There came a one who all his tricks would tell,
and this is where he made his greatest blunder.
The minx so bold who knew him all too well
he married, . . . . and her name was "Stealing Thunder."
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013
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