Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Friday, July 19, 2013
Arizona Tragedy
The fire came up too quickly,
And the Hot Shots could not
Adjust in time, and so they died,
At a place which burned white hot,
On an unnamed, nondescript ridge,
For long enough, to kill the men
Who had fought, courageously, the
Deadly flames, again and again...
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