The scared air

The breeze rushed past madly in all directions,
Seeking only to evade the onslaught and constant barrage of the winged demon attacking it,
Howling and Screaming as it took its beating from such a beautiful thing,
Wicked carnage , wreckage and after effect of butterfly wings,
For with each fluttery sweep and tilting whirl ,
Tornadoes and Hurricanes rage all over the world,
Though I try to raise awareness,
I fear few really understand it ,
Butterflies are quite simply the most dangerous thing on the planet...
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Posted: Mar 2017

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Nuwahri61
Hey Mad .......Good to see you posting again mate ........Enjoyed your perspective on this ...........Much regards Nu cool
candykid
Yeah Tony.....clever piece...beer
nonsmoker
Effective wine
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