• The rain has begun,
    Say goodbye to the sun.
    Though short is this wet spell,
    It can make a withered plant well.
    But when the rain transforms,
    Out comes terror storms.
    With lightning flashes,
    and thunder bashes.
    And though it seems nothing could be worse,
    This storm carries one deadly curse.
    Strong winds begin to whip about,
    And everyone begins to doubt,
    Whether this storm will ever abide,
    Will it ever change its tide?
    And now the moment of truth is here,
    And everyone hugs who they hold dear,
    For now the mighty storm has stopped.
    And soon they forget rain ever dropped.
    -Basilisk