Thunder
When the thunder cries,
so do I.
I share the thunder's pain,
so it share's mine.
We both have bad times,
and we both have good times.
The thunder and I,
we get along very well.
Like two peas,
in a pod.
The thunder,
and I.
so do I.
I share the thunder's pain,
so it share's mine.
We both have bad times,
and we both have good times.
The thunder and I,
we get along very well.
Like two peas,
in a pod.
The thunder,
and I.
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