Timmy Finds a Profession
Timmy couldn’t wait for the fireworks display
Brilliant bursts in the night sky blew him away
The first time he saw them he cried,
Then match and chemicals he tried
And now, years later, that’s how Tim earns his pay.
written December 24, 2021
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