Tearing boats like a propeller,

Haunting sailors not knowing where they are.

Understanding the storms that they make,

Never not nailing their target to ruin a lake.

Ever lasting as long as people don't want it to,

Rearranging themselves and braking an igloo or two

Amazing after lights in the sky they make,

Night lights as violent as a wrestling match,

Don't look anything as curvy as a cages latch.

Thunder and Lightning