No Matches

The art shop went up in flames No one was at fault These things happen All colors screamed out in black and white Insects inside ran furious with the paint Toasted crisp with no complaints Their secrets too are safe Regarding the rain Which was already falling Kept its distance from the unusual Watering plants in plain sight As you might expect Fire hoses twisted with men in helmets It is a job worth doing To come prepared for battle They came too late to fight Insurance covers water hazards That's all that matters Water mixed with ash remains When the shop collapsed in ruin It is only natural and meant to happen Matches were never found at the scene