Poem - A dark cloud

A dark cloud
that comes like
a Heavy Metal band
playing it loud.

With some thunder
for percussion,
with the best ballet dancers
who are Russian.

There they are
pirouetting along,
as they dance
to it's song

Lightning
strikes
and you think,
oh yikes.

A dark cloud
that drives you mental,
comes as rough sex,
so please be gentle.

The whole orchestra
in full swing,
just letting it
all sing.

What's all
that noise,
but the Almighty
playing with toys.

It really
disturbs,
residents who live
in the suburbs.

It's so wet
and wild,
like the wrong number's
just been dialled.

What's happening
on the other end
of the line,
yeah too much wine.

All that racket
making too much noise,
a dark cloud
behaving like boys.

We all live
under a dark cloud,
so say bugger off
cuz its allowed.