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C J Dennis - The Bush Fire
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           THE AIM

Let`s have a tiny little bush fire.
   It`s a cold, cold night tonight.
We are sick of this long session
Of the darkness of depression.
   And a fire would make things bright.


Just a teeny, weeny little bushfire;
   It`s easily controlled.
We can sit around and watch it;
If it spreads we`ll simply scotch it.
   But we must keep out the cold.


Oh, let`s have the smallest little bush fire;
  It`s a fair thing in this storm.
There are plenty here to fight it,
So just strike a match and light it. . . .
   Ah! Now we`ll all get warm.


            THE AFTERMATH


Hey!  Watch there!  The blooming thing is spreading!
   Don`t let it catch those trees!
Now that clump of scrub has caught it!
Well who ever would have thought it?
   There`s a change, too, in the breeze.


It was only just a tiny little bushfire,
   But it`s leaping, roaring now
And we can`t hope to defeat it,
Better grab your traps and beat it
   For we must get out somehow.


It was only just a harmless little bushfire
   But, gosh!  How it did burn!
Now the old homestead is blazing.
Well it`s certainly amazing;
   But a man must live and learn.
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