Whirlwind
Master of destruction
Invisible but stronger than a buffalo
Who can stop you?
Your games so hard to play
Your fury too much to bare
You roar and down you butcher
All mankind treasures
Like a great stampede
You attack from no where
We can define
All we see are thousands of colors
Raised in the sky
And curses of old women
As you leave all houses roofless
And all plantations sleeping
What can we say?
Thank for being a true friend
At least our children can go hungry for the whole year
Your indeed our hero
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