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One Hail of a Storm
Once upon a midnight dreary
Neath a cloud my body weary
To make things worse, down came the rain
Then hail and rain danced on my brain
I took shelter beneath a tree
Then lightning struck the tree and me
The lightning fried my to a crisp
And since that night I've had a lisp
At least I lived to tell the tale
But to this day I still fear hail
Copyright ©
Randy Freie
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