Thunderstorm
Thunderstorm landed from skies
Without any invitation, it came
It expelled all herdsmen from bush
Forced street dwellers to take cover
Swept dirty streets with its tongue
Washed the dusty roofs in town
Filled all pot-holes with tadpoles
Canned weak plants and flowers
After careful supervision of project
It climbed back to its resting bag
Waiting for another order to return
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