Howling storm, frosty silence,
Howling hoots, shrieking sobs,
In midst of roaring wind.
Tried they to shot us nearby,
And uttered then a natural one,
Alas! Failed like miserable wretch,
As howling storm a natural shield,
Driven them all at their assigned place.
Clattered they like hooves of horses,
As they tried to trample us.
And tried too to stop our breath,
Yet failed to get succeed,
As the rumbling wind rendered them insane,
And lost their heads in extreme,
As they nature was fierce for them.
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