Mother Nature has a way,
Of getting everyone's attention.
And after warnings gone disobeyed,
The gauntlet 'She' lays...
Without a word needed to be said,
When Mother has 'Her' druthers.
'Dear Father...'
~OH 'no'.
Keep Me out of this one.
Your Mother and I have been together,
Much too long.
What did 'you' do wrong? ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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