Volcano

Volcano

What's to be said, what's to be found upon a tall, heatless mound,

That's where you're wrong my faithful friend,

As soon the towns below did end,

As this beautiful tall rock mountain,

Turned into a hot, lava fountain!

It was all on a summers day,

About one hundred miles away,

A town nearby heard a creak,

And all the villagers started to freak,

They didn't know what awaits,

As it was just the earths plates,

To turn the villagers to a feaver,

And change their town forever!

The council just huffed and sighed,

And saw how many people died,

It had always been such a pretty place,

A million miles away, in outer space,

Like it had always been in a protective bubble,

Exploded into heaps of rubble,

Now death has taken it's place,

Of bllod, blisters, burnt face!