.                                     Blow
                                    Harder
                             Gale the forces
                           Gust if you must
                          Howl even louder
                        Hurricane till hoarse
                     Tirade your trade winds
                  Typhoon your little trinkets
             Tornado to the top of your voices
           Roaring forty’s fifty’s or even sixties    
        Storm your silhouetted steam shadows
But be aware we've got the Russian dolls drums