The Christmas Eve Fire Call


‘Twas the night of Christmas Eve, when all through the house
All the creatures were stirring, even a mouse.
The family ran out of the house
In the hopes that the fire department will be there soon.
But wait, one of their children was still in his bed
Dreaming of what Santa Claus is going to bring him in the morning.
He is hoping for a toy fire truck with lights and sirens.
He wants one so bad he thinks he hears the toy now.

But little does he know, it is not a toy.
For you see, the fire department is coming in their truck
To save him from the towering inferno.

It is getting warm in the little boy’s room now.
He thinks it is the morning rays from the sun.
So, he wakes up and runs to his door to go get his new toy.
He is greeted by hell; he is as white as a ghost now.

He cries for his mom and dad.
His mom and dad cry for him.
The fire department is there now.
They run into the inferno to save the little boy.

They go up to his room to save him from the reaper.
They get to the little boy’s room, but wait, they can’t find him.
The fire fighters hear what they think is a voice from above
Telling them where to go to find him.

They go to the closet and at last they find him.
He is a live, but barely gasping for air.
The fire fighters make it outside with the boy.

The little boy is given to his mom and dad.
They are crying in joy and thanking the
Brave men who gave them the
Best present in the world;
Their child’s life.