Tootfinder

"Whose woods are these?" somebody says.
"His house is up the road a-ways;
He will be glad that we have stopped
To save his woodland from the blaze."
The fire crew assemble here
To act despite the danger near
Between the burn and shrinking lake
The driest season of the year.
Our leader gives his head a shake
And ponders the best course to take.
"The only thing to do," he says,
"Is try to cut a fire break."
The woods were lovely, dark and deep,
But then the fire made its leap,
And gave us promises to keep,
And fires to fight before we sleep.
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