WILL WE EVER FORGET THE BEAST FROM THE EAST?

The Beast from the East growled. The Beast from the East roared. When the Beast from the East exhaled, the whole land froze. Trains and planes cowered. Roads and rails shivered. When the Beast from the East showed its fangs, all life ran for shelter. Caught in a blizzard of driving snow, traffic crawled, slithered, squirmed and wriggled. Motorways turned into icy prisons with cold white walls and quaking inmates. Fields lay still beneath their freezing cover, suffocated by an ever deepening, flaky blanket. Fearful, all living things waited for the Eastern Beast to skulk back to its billowy lair.