CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT

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COUNTRY POEMS



        They better bring a lot of trucks.  

        I on you, am really stuck.

         A lot of trucks they better bring.  

          Me, see about you, do really sing.

          Love takes wing.

                  

                      Call the fire department.



          My heart's burning hot for you.

          It's burning red.  

            All the thoughts of you in my head.

          My heart does burn.  I, for you, yearn

                                

                      Call the fire department.





           You're the only one who can put it out.  

           It makes me want to scream and shout.

   You make me dream.    

          You are it's true, what it's all about.

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