To Earthquake!
Hey! Earthquake!
You ten-lettered monster!
I hate you.
I hate you because
You empty the earth
Of
People, animals and
Peaceful dwellings,
And devour them up all
With your cracky mouth.
First you start
With a tremor,
Like a whisper In the ear
So mild to hear And then
You end with a roar
So hard to bear
And brings the earth
To the edge of despair.
If you strike again
Do so in some planets far away,
But never again
In this earth so lovely and gay.
