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black clouds a'comin
black cloud a’comin
when I was a boy
I saw a cloud coming
towards our house
racing across the fields
black as my mama’s bible
would it become a twister
or simply bring rain and wind
I called mama and daddy
we rushed to the storm cellar
daddy brought his flashlight
mama brought her black bible
the storm did not become a
twister only rain an...
Friday 16th April 2021 1:03 am
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