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Firemen


Fire fighters fight for us and fear no fierce flames.
Rigorously riding their red rescue wagon,
They sound off their siren signaling something significant to society.
Haunting hallucinations of Hell's heat harms homes and humans,
Whilst an Irish wrist watch waists away in what’s left.

The wish-wash waves of water works well at waking white smoke.
These dastardly dudes destroy danger daily:
Like busting out of burning buildings that billow black bile,
Saving scared civilians from severely smoky surroundings,

And freeing frantic felines from formidable fearsome foliage,
While the dotted dogs do their duty.

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Aflores
<p>Through this alliterated poem,</p><p>I hope to inspire everyone to value our firemen&nbsp;</p><p>Be greatful for their hard work</p><p>Thank You</p>
Aflores
<p>Through this alliterated poem,</p><p>I hope to inspire everyone to thank firemen for all thier hard work and dedication</p><p>Thank you</p>

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