Ian is a poet and he didn't even know it

Here is a poem that Ian wrote this year in his poetry workshop.

As the icicles
Rose higher into the sky
It made the fog grow dark
Until midnight suddenly struck.
There was a sudden crack
There was a strike of lightning
Across the sky.

The sun struck red... it was a traffic light.
I couldn't couldn't figure out what kind
So I trotted to the scientist museum
And suddenly there was a strike of tornado.

It was a thunder, bunder tornado.
As the thunder bunder tornado crept
Towards the scientist museum
It went under the scientist museum,
Spinning the scientist museum around and around.

It was so loud it work me up,
I had a nightmare.