• She swirls and twirls,
    Around my house and town,
    Clapping her hands,
    Pirouhetting around our homes,
    Her violent fingers pummel our windows,
    Charging, Trying to break in.

    Ice, Hail, Snow and Grit,
    Mixing in her great cooking pot,
    Cooking, Grinding,
    Twirling, Swirling.

    Indestructable arms of hail,
    Wreckage, lorries, cars and pain.

    Blowing over,
    Where's she gone?
    Bored of our town,
    She prances away,
    To start her dance,
    Once again.