Benjamin Moore-Wish hour-10-21-60

It was witching hour’
I didn’t feel quite well,
Sweat ran down from my face,
I had a feeling something was going wrong.

It was five o clocks on a rainy day,
And the sky was not clear,
Lightning came of the dark cotton balls with fear and their loud sound made me shiver,

I was on a boat up in deep sea,
The boat went up and down the waves like a seesaw
The sea was an endless mountain sequence.

We were getting home but the journey,
Was not yet done,
The sky got darker,
And wavers became bigger.

But we were still in our way like if it was a normal day until,
We crashed,
I ran in panic with no clue of what to do and my face was full of tears,

The boat sunk,
We swam,
As wish hour was not over yet,
Now we were where we wanted to be,
We were safe!

Wish hour were over,
We were at the beach and the sun came out,
We were happy to see that big fireball again as we waited for rescue.
We saw a rescue boat and that was all, shish hour was done!