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The Firefighter


In the mist of a firey blaze 

I can see the child through the haze

He's in his room near the rear

I call out "Have no fear" 

With flames all around

I have to hit the ground 

At last I reach him, his eyes are wide

These past few minutes the time has flyed 

Now we're out, in clean fresh air

I have no time to rest, no time to spare 

I run back in, the night is long

I'm a firefighter sturdy and strong

 

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