broken branches on street
brown out, i have to wait
angst from sky touchdown
twisted, gauge, take down
so many coming, scary
storm please go to sea
frozen foods thaws, waste
power company always late
i should have generator, ready
next time i even have dinghy
well we are on nature's way
take risk, wish we are okay
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