A clap of thunder,
That causes many to blunder,
It cannot be more clear ,
That thunderstorms are near.
Flashes that boom,
The sound of arriving doom,
Splashes of rain,
That bring a lot of pain.
A sight without a bound,
Over fields and the ground,
Winds that blow,
That move many a bough.
Although its depressing,
It can help when your resting,
Because when you go and look outside ,
Your deepest thoughts do not hide.
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