Posted on April 9, 2008 at 12:12am
My room is all black and filling with smoke,
I can hardly breathe, I am beginning to choke!
You can't give up, you have got to hang on,
We are on our way, Please, stay on the phone!
Our Engine Company is coming, as fast as they can,
We got our bunker gear on, and s.c.b.a.'s in our hand!
My breaths are becoming shallow and labored at the least,
Give us seven more minutes to arrive and slay the Beast.
My room is getting hotter, things are… Continue