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Big Red Fire Truck

When I was child of four or five,
I remember the big red truck
screaming as it raced past.
I asked my mother what it was, and
she told me it was a fire truck
running so fast.

I thought how scary!
A truck that races to your house
and sets it on fire.
From then on every time I heard
a fire truck go by…
I would run and hide.

Now when I hear that siren
screaming loud, I still shiver
inside.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2002






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