All Hail Breaks Loose
Mere mortals mill around all so panicky,
Whilst mountain top bubbles volcanically,
But bleak horizon weather stirs a good story,
Cloud shrouded Olympus spits its godly fury,
Hera shrieks name slander blunderdolt,
Zeus hurls godfire levin and thunderbolt,
Wife’s anguish and infidelity distress,
Husband caught again with another mistress,
Crunched teeth seethe, causing stormy behaviour,
Bellowed voice inhales cold condensed vapour,
Feminine wrath extirpates any chance of a truce,
Assailed thunderous inveigh is let loose,
Whipped up frosty voice unleashes a cold gale,
Showering mortal heads with heaven’s hail,
Zeus’ teeth knocked out of divine jaw,
And laid out cold upon Olympian floor,
Hera’s power-coiled fist, so sorely felt,
Left peasants wondering why the hail didn’t melt!
poem by Dale Mullock
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