My Family of Pyros

A Poem By Sarah // 6/1/2007

Fire, fire, everywhere!
On the ground and in the air!
They insist they aren't crazy 'bout fire;
But then I call them, liar, liar!

Josh, then Jon are first on the scale,
Then Hannah, little "Miss Skinny
as a Rail."
Steve is the next Pyro under this roof;
I sure like my big stepdad goof.

Beth is not real insane 'bout fire;
But mostly, you doan wanna raise her ire.
Mom and Joel, aren't pyros all;
The latter like to sing, in echo-y halls.

And Me? I'm just me.
And there's no changing that,
for you see;
I'm just me.



Haha. That's Funny.

Megan | Wed, 01/02/2008


yeah,thanks. :D

yeah,thanks. :D

Sarah | Wed, 01/02/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."

Blogging away!

Welcome. ----------------- |L



Megan | Wed, 01/02/2008



I just read this and laughed...because my family is a set of pyros too. Except me. They make me nervous!
The successful writer of a Fairy Story makes a Secondary World which your mind can enter
~JRR Tolkien

Heather | Sun, 10/19/2008

And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"


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