Luke A, Fink

Falling Hail (Part VIII)






How is this
The time is anew
But another dream
Of this hideous crew
They are falling
From out of the sky
Hitting the earth
Bewildered I sigh
The smoke rising
From all the holes
They are coming
Don't be human fools
They mean us harm
You need to know
These dreams are
Real and vividly so
Prepare for defense
Protect your home
Guard your fence
Your on your own...

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