It was another dark, cold and stormy night
The moon shone so bright
And the scene didn't look very right
For the elements were showing their might
Cold rain splattered on the pavement
The debtors strode across for payment
The men asked for postponement
But got only cruel, wasteful punishment
But the storm drenches on
Despite all the ages bygone
From the age of mud to metal to stone
Nature and earth survive with no one's loan
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Random poems
PoetrySong-like poems made mainly for the fun rhyming effect than anything else. No deep meanings, no complicated and flowery language; just good-old random poems.
