Crystal drops of clouds' dark tears,
Lightning illuminating the sky,
One of the dibbuns worst fears,
Creatures in their homes, nice and dry,
While thunder booms overhead,
Shaking the ground,
And lost is anything said,
For the only thing heard is the thunder's sound.
Woe to anybeast traveling in this weather,
For dark clouds don't heed to one traveler,
If one were out they'd be soaked to the fur or feather,
This is a horrible thunder storm, if one there ever were.