A Dark And Stormy Night It was a dark and stormy night, The thunder-drums beat near. The stabbing intermittent light Enveloped all in fear. The chilling rain cascading down Cut quickly to the bone, The howling wind whipped field and town And made me long for home: My cheery hearth and cozy bed, And fleecy slippers soft, A downy pillow for my head Up in my cloistered loft; With fire warmed and brandy quenched, And dreaming dreams of old: Alas, my lot was to be drenched, And trudge home in the cold. *************** OK, fellow JC poets, share your poems with the rest of us! (No dirty limericks, please!) Please follow [link=http://boards.theforce.net/board.asp?brd=10382]this link[/link] to The Amphitheatre.