:::A Dark Storm:::
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The sky is full of sunshine
Not a cloud insight.
Then a big black cloud all heavy with rain
Moves over the little house.
People run outside their doors
To look at the big black clouds.
Such a sight
It was day
Now it looks like night.
Little children duck under their blankets
Parents open their windows
And have a good time watching the storm move closer.
A clap of thunder
A gush of wind,
The parents come to their senses.
They rush their kids
Out of bed and into the basement.
Winds gush
Hail bursts

thunder roars.
The storm ends
all is well.
But not for most of this little town.
Ruin is what turned out.
Houses gone
To Katrina.