My Storm Clouds Poem by lisa parks

My Storm Clouds



My storm clouds
aren’t that pretty...
When you make me
mad...

So...you don’t want
to make
me mad....
Because my head
will spin...
Like a tornado!

Yeah...but before
the tornado comes...
The storm clouds
have to form first...
Before the Tornado...

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