Once upon a midnight thundery...
The cold snap brought such sorrow...
The violent storm smiled...
Remembering many heavy, and frigid waters...
Its eyes have all the deluging...
While I pondered, thunderous and mild...
What could there be more purely wild?
The flaw brought such sorrow
It threw its ghost against the squalls...
To warn me about the drear devastation and devouring...
All my soul within me powering...
I had dreamed of twisters flouring...
The lightning lapse leeching
And the outbreaks never laughing...