Across
the ocean expanse
Over the
hills it came running
With feet
of a thousand feathers
It never
stopped coming
Men
erected stone barricades
Intending
to cease its terrible flow
Although
men were thinking and planning
Little did
they really know
The plan
was simple
The trap
was set
And then
came the final onslaught
But men
didn’t know, for stealthily had it crept
It hit
the barricades
But did
not cease
Down came
all in its path
And on
and on raged the beast
Men tried
to flee its terrible fury
Some
wondered how long it would last
When all
at once
It
cleared and the storm had passed
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