Like a storm in a teacup
Billowing from east to west
Trembling at it's foundation
In a horrible situation
A terrifying moment
Your life is dearest to you
And there arises
The scent of the burning Caribean ship's smoke
The blinding ligts of the Paris street lamps
It's like a fire
From your pants
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