The room was dark then BOOM!
The sound was a bomb,
It lit up my bedroom
The room was bright,
Then night,
I went under my bed,
but bumped my head.
Through the ages,
The storm rages,
I scare little kids,
With a,
BAM
BOOM
BAM.
You see the light,
Then comes a lot of fright,
It also scars dogs,
Sometimes hogs,
Destroys logs,
It follows with fog,
That’s what thunder is.