Floods,
Floods.
Too many floods on Earth.
Trees, grass, all soaked up.
Roads all vanish,
Dirt in water,
All like one river together
No land, none at all,
No sun in the sky, because the clouds are killing it.
No electricity, no power lines surviving.
At least most people have torches and radios!
All too wet.
All too soggy.
Floods.
By Josh
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