Poetry

A Tornado (#1877)

The occasional tornado forms,
They’re part and parcel with storms,
We’ve entered that time of year,
Where deadly tornados appear,
We just had our first seasonal threat,
It was nearby but not enough to fret,
We monitored its path just in case,
But it remained south of our place,
It took lives and impacted plenty,
That’s just the first tornado of many,

Any Thoughts?

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