The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Oct 27, 2004
Storm
Calling out the distance
with a small smile
Rolling down the panes
I'll give you away
When I'm far away
Flash.
Headlights punching through
low and dim.
Just let the water go
I'll not wait for the splash
and there'll be no.
Crash.
I'll be passing slowly
Close to the truth
There'll be nothing left
Filter out my air slowly
Not waiting for
Impact.