Dogs wearing caps made from ears turned inside out,

cabals of folk huddled together but still having to shout.

With white knuckles on posts shuffle the old and the frail

while a gent in a billowing coat drifts past in full sail.

Helpless trees protest with their frantic dervish dance,

as a single bird takes to the sky leaving it up to chance.

Manic playtime children seem possessed by the gales

Old men like to tell even worse windy weather tales.

Lifting roof tiles and toppling trees is it’s sordid intent,

just so long as there’s damage done will it be content.

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