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Poetry By: noshy99

A poem my English teacher told me to write. Apparently it's good but I don't think so.
Oh well. I'll publish it anyway.

Submitted:Mar 11, 2011    Reads: 787    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

Fire is a soldier, fit and on call

Blazing his anger and rage at us all

Feeling raged and ever more tense

Like a drunk in a bar, careless with his strength.

A forest fire is a workman in the woods

Taking down trees with a single blow

Some think this is wrong, pointless and cruel

But fire has no apparent emotions at all.

When we all heard about fire one day

We grew frightened, timid and afraid

But if you catch him on a wintry day

He's small and timid, alone and afraid.

Fire is alot like us.


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