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A fun little poem writen for a contest. |
Where the Thunder Hides Beyond the seas deep in the mashed potato clouds is a great vault it shutters ever so slightly as you watch and when the clouds darken and the lightning is being made the giant in charge of noises comes and opens the vault ever so carefully and takes out just a handful for that's all he needed this is powerful noise after all he sits next to the giant in charge of lights and waits for the signal from the overseer of storms with the signal he who is in charge of lights throws down a lightning bolt as the one in charge of noise lets lose the thunder that's where thunder hides and how it comes out to play don't believe me? ask the giants if you dare |