And
Dark Green This Afternoon
And They
Are Sitting Over Our Town
Just Rumb l i n g
Away
With Their Bragging
N o i s e
Who Ordered
The Thunder
Who Ordered That Flash Of Lightning
Flashing From The
West
Who Ordered The Rest Of This Dark Sky
Who Asked This S t o r m To S t a y
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