The wind is tapping my window.
With fingers almost breaking through.
Put my fingers on the pane.
Leaves finger dabs in situ.
This wind's a violent *******.
Trying to beat it's way indoors.
When it should really reside outside.

It's rattling and cackling,
Liken to a wailing witch.
This foul weather such a *****.
The trains are cancelled.
Nearly blowing over.
Bus wobbled like a top.
If this wind it not stop.
Think I'll find my house in Oz.
By ladylivvi1

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