Post by fuzzytiger on Mar 10, 2013 10:19:26 GMT -5
Crackling bright full of fright,
Fiery conflagation of confusing light,
Madness flicking on the face of man,
And tears that ran and ran and ran,
Feirce and frenzied flame aglaze,
On broken shards that cut the shimmering haze.
Eyes that lust for bloody flames,
And scan for dangerous killing games.
Twig and branch that crack and spark,
In the all enveloping cloak of dark.
Dancing wild the woodland child.
Not a thought of meek or mild.
Leaf and stick fuel the flow,
Then wilt to incandesent glow.
The autumnal fire eats up desire,
Then strips the ground of it's attire.
Licking heat for cooking meat,
Wet feet and seat,but soon we eat.
Juices dripping charcoals sipping.
Hissing snakes and dragons flipping.
Damp to stamp around the camp,
By the light of a dreary lamp,
Smoke to choke the poor old bloke,
Who soon will croke,
Completly broke,
And in a miserable soak.
Fiery conflagation of confusing light,
Madness flicking on the face of man,
And tears that ran and ran and ran,
Feirce and frenzied flame aglaze,
On broken shards that cut the shimmering haze.
Eyes that lust for bloody flames,
And scan for dangerous killing games.
Twig and branch that crack and spark,
In the all enveloping cloak of dark.
Dancing wild the woodland child.
Not a thought of meek or mild.
Leaf and stick fuel the flow,
Then wilt to incandesent glow.
The autumnal fire eats up desire,
Then strips the ground of it's attire.
Licking heat for cooking meat,
Wet feet and seat,but soon we eat.
Juices dripping charcoals sipping.
Hissing snakes and dragons flipping.
Damp to stamp around the camp,
By the light of a dreary lamp,
Smoke to choke the poor old bloke,
Who soon will croke,
Completly broke,
And in a miserable soak.