There once was a cat named Panic,
Whose antics were quite erratic.
When storms would begin,
She'd swirl and she'd spin,
Seeking a hideaway, so dramatic!

There once was a dog named Sage,
She made weather research the rage!
She'd study the sky,
When clouds were nearby,
And her calmness earned her a page.

Milo, so clever and bright,
Would sniff out the weather's first sight.
He'd bark at the clouds,
Then dash through the crowds,
Chasing storms with pure delight!

Zion, so soulful and shy,
Would watch as the clouds drifted by.
With a glance at the sky,
He'd sigh a soft sigh,
Feeling the wind’s quiet reply.

There once was a St. Bernard, Loffy,
So big, yet so sweet—never bossy!
He’d sprint through the breeze,
Splash in puddles with ease,
Then watch storms while cozy and glossy!

There once was a dog named Miss Maisy,
Whose fear of the storms made her crazy.
But bright sunny days,
In the soft, gentle haze,
She'd frolic in fields full of daisies.