Her Tumultuous Mood

She rode the harsh winds of her frenzied storm,

The torment speeding her along to her destination,

She was not worried by the strength of her gale,

After all it was from her emotional creation.

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As she arrived in a torrid of devastation,

All who were near scattered in every direction,

Well aware she was a force to be reckoned with,

Her storm is one that we were wary of with circumspection.

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The gale force winds preceded her,

And as she come into view,

Her tears swept across the scorching earth,

Drenching us with raindrops, hail and sleet, through and through.

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Her anger slashed the surrounds as electricity flew,

Destroying those who dwell in her path,

Lightening strikes in time to her racing heart palpitations,

Those too slow became victims of her bloodbath.

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I refused to succumb to her manipulation,

As I stood down her terrifying roar,

The sound likening to a freight train derailing,

Watching as she tore through the neighbourhood, fighting her own war.

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You see I was not the one who did her such harm,

That her emotional pain became a force of nature,

Run little fool, hell has no such fury as this lady in disguise,

Your days are numbered, I’ll definitely wager.

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Buildings are flicked into the sky, as if made of paper,

Roofs lifted for a quick gaze into the eye of her storm,

She’ll discover your cowardice, hidden in sewerage,

And once found, I’ll watch the devastation of which she’ll perform.

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I understand her carnage, as she searches her surroundings,

Looking for that yellow belly and the rock you hide under,

Her stubbornness is legendary, so you are the walking dead,

Show some honour at the approach of her roaring thunder.

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A little word of advice, you decrepit misfit,

I would suggest you wave your white flag while you have a chance,

She will whirl across the landscape with a tail of destruction,

And you will eventually be captured and there’ll be no mitigating circumstance.

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I’ll watch your destruction in among her squall,

Learning from you the things never to do,

I’ll treat her with respect and my utmost courtesy,

Always erring on the side of caution, wary of her tumultuous mood.

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