I woke up this morning
to the sound of the Whip
thought I was still dreaming
but then...
Again and again,
it snapped and it cracked
right outside my window
and then...
I jumped out of bed,
and threw open the blinds
was it day, no it was night
but how then...
Could it be so bright
right outside my window
it looked like fire, everywhere
and by then...
It was too late,
Whip took not just the tree
but the house in the tree
even then...
It was all changed
but not gone
we'll start over again
Curse you Whip!
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