The Fireman
(Based upon a true Reader's Digest story)
She was a good country girl
She was tall an strong
She could work with the best of men
And just as long
Her mother pleaded with her to be
"More feminine and sweet, just like me"
But she told her mama
Who was in dismay
"Don't worry Ma, God made me this way
To be big and strong, you'll see someday"
When the young girl matured got to twenty-one
She wanted to be a fireman
And join in with some
So one day she drove, in great elation
And parked her car, at the red fire station
They were on their lunch break
Five guys and the Chief
Were seated around a wooden table
In six wooden chairs, a welcome relief
"Can we help you Mam?"
They asked, when she stomped in
"I've come to be a fireman
With you and join in"
There were giggles and smirks
And the Chief finally said
"We have never had a woman
With us before and I'm sorry
We have no room for any more"
She saw a long axe hung upon the wall
She grabbed it and raised it
High above her head
The men fell out of their chairs
Would they soon be dead?
With only a few mighty blows
She split and splintered the table
Onto the floor
"Please stop!" cried the Chief
"We need not see any more!
Come sign some papers
Behind my office door!"
So she became a great fireman
And saved many lives
Not every woman will be
A sweet dainty wife
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