As one, wet merchants turn their eyes towards the west.
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Trade winds falter as if in dire consequence.
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Freezing fish to fry, fail to materialise.
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Christ-child, blood-warm current sends to touch the skies.
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El nino.
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Bathing in uncertainty, another age
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seems to wing from T.V. screens in weather rage.
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Savage retribution makes for a headline feats.
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Planet-warming, opinion-forming headless beast.
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El nino.
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Cold thrust tongue extends its dark and watery touch.
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Forces gather, martial stand against the rush.
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Wily child in mischief here to make his play.
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Leaves toys for little sister on another day
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El nino.
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El Nino
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| Jethro Tull |
