Fire

A fire a fire,
I called out loud.
A fire a fire,
That created a black cloud.
A storm a storm,
That coughed away.
It coughed a spell,
It made me pay.
It made me pay a very big fine,
I had to choose to cross the line.
Life or death,
Was the choice.
Death it was,
It made me rejoice.

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Comments
wow that poem is really deep! I loved it. great job! welcome to cosmo!!
wow I really liked this. I liked the rhymes