Fire is a Jealous Woman

Fire is a jealous woman I say I watch her angry, mean dragon way Started with ten boxes, three of them small Enraged, she is now spiking eight feet tall Towering inferno, an orange black beast These flames are hungry, the boxes their feast One small light, and she took off like a tracker Mesmerized, sits my cat, Mr. C.T. Paddywhacker Neighbor called. Should she send the fire department? I would like to push her into a tiny glove compartment Fire is urging me to have feelings of anger and revenge. A wild maniacal woman, and my best friend.