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[–] Deplorablepoetry 0 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago  (edited ago)

See the lightening in the sky

Count and wait for thunder

1 2 3 4


leaving no wonder

That the storm is coming soon

Electric forks stab into the ground

Again thunder echoes its mighty sound


Shatters the night

Like rats the Swedes run from the sight

Of their impending doom looming above

Storm cloud arising no more compromising

Or drown, in a flood of their tears

Their children will blame them for their fears