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Met Your Match

How can an arsonist get pleasure From starting a fire Is it a compulsion or is it a desire to see what damage can be done With just one match Is it a game for notoriety or fame Without a thought of anguish brought to others With just one match It's hard to believe or even conceive That there are many out there That gets very excited when they have ignited A fire With just one match Would these firebugs understand other thugs Who decided to light a fire in the night At the arsonist's patch With just one match

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Date: 11/15/2019 7:29:00 PM

Hi Shirley nice poem here. I had a friend that was a firebug. Thanks for sharing

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 11/15/2019 8:24:00 PM

Thank you for your comment It must have been hard for you to accept that a friend could do such a thing. I think it may be a sickness that they have little or no control over and need help. ( very sad )