'Waiting for the sun, Norma's Aftermath'

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In the land of Escondido, where the peoploids dwell,
Hurricane Norma's fury, a wild and wicked spell.
Andy's palace past once so grand, met its final day,
For Penny, just another storm, pass the toast, they'd say.


Jose and Jill, by the ocean, watched the waters rise,
As Norma's tempestuous waves met their doorstep, a surprise.
James, Bob, and Maryjane, their love so sweet and true,
Shared the moment, felt no pain, in the stormy hullabaloo.


Norma huffed and puffed, took aim at Barb's Palapa high,
Knocking it askew, but it didn't say goodbye.
Ron, with panels, sturdy and strong, fought against the gale,
In the aftermath of Norma, where we heard the tempest wail.


We fixed the pump, helped the Gate Folk, turned the tide around,
No longer a rain dump, this land we love, safe and sound.
Undefeated we stand, like Mother Nature's cosmic chore,
In the endless cosmic dance, we wait for the sun once more.


In the nebulous future, where storms may come and go,
We'll face them all, as we've done before, with a brave, unwavering glow.
For in Escondido's heart, we're a tribe of endless fun,
In the aftermath of Norma, we keep waiting for the sun.