The Monster

The monster is coming
People are running
His claws are flashing
In the sky.

The monster is coming
His belly is rumbling
Dark shadows are filling
The sky.

The monster is coming
His breath is blowing
Leaves are flying
In the sky.

The monster is coming
His mouth is drooling
Heavy drops are falling
From the sky.

Silly girl!
There is no monster
It's just the storm
Passing by.