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.