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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