The Shaking Menagerie

Lights out, lights out! In the run about, the critters flee to me Storm, blazing lightning, air too warm My friends with fur feel a curse On the wind- a sense of berzerk Huddling together, kitty close for good measure Ozone green, birds stop the preen Feels like a train is gliding by, so close nigh Rumble the ground before the sound The animals knew- I had no clue We shudder in this shack, back to back A growl here, a hiss there, outside something howls A banshee on the wind, makes me want to flee Yet the twister keeps us here, shaking menagerie Slamming rain above our heads- Oh the dread! Here we must stay- as buildings rock and sway Perhaps for the rest of the day- hearts heavily weigh. A. Green