They promise you nickel-size hail
which could distract from the aspirational stress
of the hill monkeys
But their screeching time of year is nigh
And there's no thunderhead or punishment of ice
That would dare
Soon they'll boil up in the flood plains
Overcome our front porch issues
Violent but useless storms may then appear
Lupe Evans-Bhdoutitsuptumien
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