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I Saw A Runnerman

First, there were high winds against my roof of tin Then, along came lots of lightning and loud thunder Next, a rooster crowed and afterwards, I saw a hen Next, there came a forceful gushing rain; not a shower It was a day in which weather forecasting was hard to tell But there quickly followed a blasting of sizable hale What came next looked like a frightened 'Runnerman'.

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Book: Shattered Sighs