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The soaring temperatures of summer leave our island country thirsty and dry
And the Fire Season is something we must prepare for, we cannot deny
Starting with burning embers Prometheus, the fire god casts an evil spell
Then starts spot fires turning shrubs and plants into a smouldering dell
Conditions are unbearable and the growing flames are fanned by the breeze
Wind is an enemy as the hungry flames catch the trunks of mighty gum trees.
The sky is now black as choking smoke fills the air, making it hard to breathe
Treetops are ablaze and what's home to the animals begin to wilt and seethe
Fast travelling flames are on the run, the smell is intense, everything blazing
The sound of crackling as branches snap and fall, the flame's speed is amazing
Billowing smoke, an acrid smell of charred wood as trees tumble into ashes
Crimson hot flames reach skyward, and they glisten as the wild inferno flashes
Humans gasping, animals whimper, panic on the roads, homeowners evacuate
Some choose to stay, others are fleeing their homes, they choose not to wait
Fires burn for days causing desolation as it travels though this parched land
Lasting sometimes for weeks despite brave firefighters being in command
Autumn won't be here for a while, and now there is a very good reason
All other seasons make way for the ravenous effects of the Fire Season.
And the Fire Season is something we must prepare for, we cannot deny
Starting with burning embers Prometheus, the fire god casts an evil spell
Then starts spot fires turning shrubs and plants into a smouldering dell
Conditions are unbearable and the growing flames are fanned by the breeze
Wind is an enemy as the hungry flames catch the trunks of mighty gum trees.
The sky is now black as choking smoke fills the air, making it hard to breathe
Treetops are ablaze and what's home to the animals begin to wilt and seethe
Fast travelling flames are on the run, the smell is intense, everything blazing
The sound of crackling as branches snap and fall, the flame's speed is amazing
Billowing smoke, an acrid smell of charred wood as trees tumble into ashes
Crimson hot flames reach skyward, and they glisten as the wild inferno flashes
Humans gasping, animals whimper, panic on the roads, homeowners evacuate
Some choose to stay, others are fleeing their homes, they choose not to wait
Fires burn for days causing desolation as it travels though this parched land
Lasting sometimes for weeks despite brave firefighters being in command
Autumn won't be here for a while, and now there is a very good reason
All other seasons make way for the ravenous effects of the Fire Season.
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