His house caught fire he called for aid
Please someone call the fire brigade
As the poor man stood on his wooden legs
The brigade arrive "save my home" he begs
To save the burning house they sought
As against the fire they bravely fought
To urge them on was his desire
But he got to close and his legs caught fire
They saved the house and looked around
To see the man burned to the ground
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