When I'M Angry

First the ceiling shakes and crashes in,
The floor rumbles like an earthquake,
The light from the sun will vanish,
And it will start to get cold,
The earth’s crust will fall into it’s center,
Next there will be a sound like an explosion,
Fire will be everywhere,
People screaming,
And those are the signs to tell when I’m angry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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