“Fire, Fire” by Toni Newell

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Fire, Fire.

 

It’s getting hot,

The sun is out,

Wind is blowing,

There’s smoke about.

Temperature’s high,

Warnings given,

Firemen out,

By fires are driven.

Communities gathered,

In support of all,

Souls are united,

To cushion a fall.

Let us pray,

That all is well,

And we can return,

No tragic story to tell.

 

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