Dog Lashing
Strong winds are howling
Like hungry wolves prowling
Lightning striking from far, far away
Limbs off and a snapping
The shingles to backing
Snapping at you with libelous say
A dog that's lashing
His words are trashing
Good poet who's pure in way
God is a witness
And he insists this
For sins you will surely pay
Strong winds are howling
By then avowing
the winds are turning it's sway
Soon a mistaken
Comes the awaken
When they come to take you away
poem by Midnights Voice
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