On a stormy little day,
I stormed back my way,
Deep down, in dismay,
Back home, once again
Stormy dark thunders,
Stormy bright lightning,
I pondered in wonders
Things turned frightening
Fiery clouds stormed,
Wrapped up the blue sky
Deep darkness had formed
The world had been alarmed
Daddy felt so scared
His little fear, I could see
Angry mommy glared
Right back at him and me
Stormy dark thunders
Stormy bright lightning
At last, daddy surrenders
Things start enlightening
On a stormy little day,
I stormed back my way,
Deep down, in dismay,
To see a storm again
Stormy right here and
Stormy over there
Storms in my little home
Storms were everywhere
But what is more stormy?
I dwelled in a thought
Is it the sky or my mommy?
An answer, I sought
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Comedy by Accident! - Thoughts from a teenage mind
PoezjaLittle thoughts dragging me away, Funny, funny; that I may say, As Comedy fills in my day, I express it in a little word play
