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dedicated to Tornado Day
I know a poet, named Tornado Day I read her words, and was swept away I enjoyed the things she had to say They bring light into the coming day I wish so much that I could write as well as she, so that I might tell her that she is so bright and brings the darkness to our night Each poem is like an angel's song and I hope that I am not wrong in saying that Tornado is quite strong at getting our minds to move along There's not a poem of hers I hate In each one I can relate whether love or sadness or life or fate every one I can highly rate And so my praising will end here all my words have been sincere I hope that she will find this dear she might even shed a tear
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