Up high in the sky,
The dark clouds twirl,
Dancing around
Like little girls.
Two wind currents collide
And spin around and around.
Nor harm to be found
And no reason to hide.
But the clouds begin to fall,
Lowering from normal height.
This could be a problem,
And, most likely, quite a fright.
It looks like a hound
Striking a cat from up high.
What once was the sky
Is now attached to the ground.
Author notes
Wrote this for school.
Written March 17th, 2006
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This creates a pretty vivid scene of a tornado, have you actually seen one? It rhymes pretty well, some seem fairly forcer, but only a few. Over all great job though
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