I cannot help but stop and look at supercell, tropical tornadoes.
Do tropical tornadoes make you shiver?
do they?
Tiny tornados, however hard they try,
Will always be small.
Now lowly is just the thing,
To get me wondering if tiny tornados are diminished.
Don't belive that conventional cyclones are large?
conventional cyclones are little beyond belief.
Now petty is just the thing,
To get me wondering if conventional cyclones are mingy.
I saw the the zany violence of my generation destroyed,
How I mourned the red rage.
Never forget the cockamamie and wacky red rage.
Storms
Plantard Dacull
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