The storm
Rain pouring down spreading puddles like the snakes venom.
The wind is a hissing snake spitting out heavy rain.
The thunder bangs as the windmills fly like the snake attacking its pray.
The clouds are as colorful as the snakes skin.
The ground is muddy from the hissing rain.
The roaring wind pushing down the windmills.
Hi! Lilley I love your poem it is so good keep up the good work.!!Leon
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