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a sudden summer storm
the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail
enough to drive you wailing to your sleep
you don't resent the urge to go more deep
somewhere you think a siren starts to wail
as clouds across the sky still have to creep
the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail
we can't hold all the thunder in a pail
but must allow the earth its time to steep
in order now our sense of light to keep
the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail