A Fire In My Throat

A fire in my throat wanted to drown my boat,
But what besides my arm can cause some harm?
A bolt in my heart tried to mess up my chart, though
What besides my chest can't make something rest?

A saw in my foot destroyed my boot, but it is no match
To my Uncle's act of loot
A burn in my spine really isn't fine, but what besides
My hind sadly can't be find?
Although nothing as much as a rash in the face, can 
Chase stuff opposite to haste
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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