The Great Fire

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 10, 2017

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Submitted: July 10, 2017



Twas the flames of the night, that caused such a fright In the great and vibrant city Merchants arranged, at the Royal Exchange Yet events to unfold struck pity

Rich noblemen and proud women Strolling by the River Thames No time to tarry, new goods to carry Both silk and spice were gems

Projected below, dark streets narrow Houses aligned together O’ tinder dry, would not defy The elements of the weather

Flames would not wane, on Pudding Lane John Farynor’s baker’s shop As the flames took hold, his scared household Climbed to the nearest roof top

As watchmen saw, the sudden roar Citizens ‘playing for keeps’ Abandon thy home, leave well alone The diary of Samuel Pepys

With morning anew, it did continue Warehouse of the riverside An acrid stench, o’ would not quench The smoke of which to override

Black clouds be seen, o’ King intervene Equip your soldiers and band A decision to take, for a ‘fire-break’ A guinea press into thy hand

With energy spent, make way to the tent Creations upon Moorfields Yet to discover, new ways to recover Bring forth new trade and yields

New plans for when, thy Charles and Wren Construct and build, be willing The worthy meets, brought straighter streets Provide thee with a shilling

We can but climb, as we define The new magnificent Brick homes no fall, yet standing tall The commemorate monument

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©

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