STORM IN A TEACUP
Tumultuous torrents rush down
It boils it broils it bounds
From rim to rim
With waves fierce and grim
While scalding hot steam rises round –
A flood of white horror comes crashing
And clashing and splashing and bashing
Into the molten ocean
With torrid motion
Then a hail of white stones begins dashing…
Go swim in the rivers or seas
While it’s raining and 40 degrees
Go paddling, floating,
Or rafting or boating
But a storm in a teacup is hardly a storm in a teacup to me.
Tumultuous torrents rush down
It boils it broils it bounds
From rim to rim
With waves fierce and grim
While scalding hot steam rises round –
A flood of white horror comes crashing
And clashing and splashing and bashing
Into the molten ocean
With torrid motion
Then a hail of white stones begins dashing…
Go swim in the rivers or seas
While it’s raining and 40 degrees
Go paddling, floating,
Or rafting or boating
But a storm in a teacup is hardly a storm in a teacup to me.
I've weathered a storm today so a cup of tea sounds like a plan.
ReplyDeleteHope it was a good one. Better a storm in a teacup than a storm without.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday Timmy.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I almost forgot!
Hope you've had a fab-u-larse day and night.
Thanks Caz! Curiously the night involved popcorn, donuts, and hanging out in a car park in Nunawading. (Went to the circus there.)
ReplyDeleteWhoo hoo - sounds like a most excellent way to spend your birthday Tim.
ReplyDeleteNunawading has a circus - jeez, times are tough in the circus industry. Poor buggers.