Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Fire, Fire, I Heard The Cry
"Fire, fire," I heard the cry, from every breeze that passes by;
All the world was one sad cry of pity.
Strong men in anguish prayed, calling loud to heaven for aid,
While the fire in ruin was layin' ol' Seattle was a beautiful city.
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