In January come the thaw
The snow all melt
The ground left raw.

Holy moly man
The wind she blow
Like hurry-can.

Trees is pulled from
the ground.
Electric lines are
All pull down.

A truck tips, falls and slide,
The bridge is blocked
From side to side.

When mother nature gets upset
There's no safe place
For you to get.

Tomorrow comes the sun
Power restored
The storm is done!

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