Poem about an erupting volcano.
Hot Lava
Oozing and Flowing Through
Ash and Smoke
Volcano throwing magma fast
The town is soaked
In grey and black
The bones underneath
Buried way back
Decaying deep under the volcano’s fury
When you see a volcano erupt
You better run
No seriously, you better hurry
If you don’t run, you will be covered
Lava will be on top of you, your brother, and your mother.
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