Thunder rumbles the old ones call out.
Lightning flashes, in surprise we shout.
The wind roars a leviathan unchained
Trees whip and bend barely they stand.
The force of the Gale leaves one shocked
Wondering when it shall ever stop
Thunder rumbles the old ones call out.
Lightning flashes, in surprise we shout.
The wind roars a leviathan unchained
Trees whip and bend barely they stand.
The force of the Gale leaves one shocked
Wondering when it shall ever stop
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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