Hello! Yet another poem for youz peoples! Thanks for putting up with all my poem stuff. I kindasorta just recently figured out I’m good at them. ;P Anyhoo, here’s the poem!
the sky is dark and lightning flashes
run inside as thunder crashes
it starts to sprinkle, then to pour
you’re glad you got inside before
turn a chair and watch the rain
one lightning bolt looks like a chain
put on socks and stoke the fire
the entire field’s turned to mire
you climb in bed, your sheets you fold
you shiver under them, warm but cold
your eyes watch lightning till they close
outside your window wind still blows
How did you like it?