The Sound of Thunder
Saturday morning
I hear the sound of thunder
rolling through my neighborhood.
Saturday is trash pick-up
from street to street garbage truck move
obediently stopping at each house.
Saturday morning
a partly cloudy sky echoes
with the sound of thunder.
Saturday is trash pick-up
the thundering sound that echoes
come from the garbage trucks.
I hear the sound of thunder
rolling through my neighborhood.
Saturday is trash pick-up
from street to street garbage truck move
obediently stopping at each house.
Saturday morning
a partly cloudy sky echoes
with the sound of thunder.
Saturday is trash pick-up
the thundering sound that echoes
come from the garbage trucks.
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