Cyclonic Wrath

A windy day will simply play much like a little child.
A gusty day will trigger fray much like a dog gone wild.

A gentle breeze will truly please much like a tender love.
A hostile breeze will dispel ease much like an angry shove.

A tardy squall will lure the ball much like erotic dance.
A timely squall will blow it all much like losing a chance.

A modest gale will render bail much like a jail reprieve.
A vicious gale will loudly wail much like a snarling peeve.

A small twister will just blister much like a minor sore.
A huge twister will be sinister much like an evil war.

A ducky storm will be well worn much like a garden path.
A plucky storm will weaken form much like cyclonic wrath.