The Storm
The storm is a lion chasing you,
Deadly and evil,
Its flies slowly beyond the view,
A massive gray rhino in the distance,
A crackling stepping noise
Stepping on everything in its way
Eating buildings in rain
Tough and untameable
Stormy shouting and all-out of its mind
Livid savage and heavy
By jayden
Hi Jayden It's me Ollie I like when you used the two adjective deadly and evil. I suggest you to add more detail to your line's but great poem also good photo. I can picture the storm that you described in your poem.
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