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.
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