The fire in Fort Mc Murray
a disaster in a way
the fire raged high and low
devouring what came into its flow
the temperature ran high
the winds blew with a sigh
the trees burnt in a glow
the houses were charred in a blow
the roofs came down
the whole place turned a grisly brown
the evacuation could not be fast
as the traffic got choked in a cast
all cars went in one direction
the children clamoured in a dereliction
it was beyond human control
the fire rages still high and bold.
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