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We heard the voice of a demon
yesterday,
It had started out such a lovely May day.
With startling suddenness,
Winds came in gusts.
Slamming hard,
Driving hail,
And then, there it was, a low growl,
So big and above, ominous and foul.
Its bowels full of a crowd.
Made it sluggish and proud,
Flying high groaning,
Monstrous moaning,
Tearing on,
Fast and gone,
In relief we sighed,
Others in despair cried. |
