Last night we watched a riot
A garden-raging row
Unable to contain itself
Full of everything right now
Dusty ice was flying wild
A weather vane of violent spin
Whirlpool winds and crystal falls
Manic screaming twisted grin
Not a night for city doorways
Under cardboard covered rooms
Where streetlights wink that all is well
The sucking blizzard mouth consumes
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