Pranksters

Once upon a time there were two jesters, they didn’t survive but produced the storm; Wildcats need to roam and will not reform adding their potency to disasters; Crazy to caress a wild tornado try to level it to fall and lay flat; As lethal as a swinging baseball bat running through the streets a desperado; Nothing felt better than a combined purr, cluster bombs exploding with a climax; Pranksters prowl along undiscovered tracks, and the madness came tumbling after.