Riders on the Storm in Norma

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'ODE TO NORMA!'
Riders on the Storm, down in Mexico's grace,
Where Hurricane Norma painted fury's face.
In the heart of Cabo, 'neath skies so wild,
We danced with the tempest, like a reckless child.

The wind howled like poetry, a wild, untamed beast,
As the rain fell like tears, nature's heavy feast.
Riders on the Storm, we stood firm and tall,
Braving the chaos, feeling alive, feeling small.

Dark clouds converged, their secrets held tight,
But we, the brave riders, embraced the night.
Amid thunder and lightning, in that tempest's core,
We found our strength, we wanted more.

As Norma raged on, we defied her command,
With courage and spirit, we made our stand.
Like Morrison's dream, we rode through the strife,
In the heart of the storm, we discovered life.

So here's to the Riders, who faced the unknown,
In the eye of the hurricane, James and I've grown.
As Norma's memory lingers, in tales we'll enshrine,
We were Riders on the Storm, in Baja style, sublime.