Thunder,Rain,Lightening
The sky was dark,with black clouds overhead
It was about to
storm,as the birds fled
The wind was giving a strong fight
As it
was getting late at nite
The thunder was helping things out
Making loud noises and roaming about
The lighting added to the
musicial band
Moving fast through out the land
You could call it
a trio,it was plain to see
For them they were making
electricity
The rain did his job filling up the lakes
The thunder
was making the mountains shake
Lighting enjoyed knocking things down
For for him striking things down
The rain was the weakest as he
cried out his tears
The thunder roared and complained about everything
near
Lighting was the hostile one to be found
He is the bully,
striking at all things around
But they are usually together, all of the
three
Working in perfect harmony
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