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Bonfire burn, bonfire crackle
restrained within its rubble shackles.
Flames stretch, flames Grasp
Scorch and burn all in its clasp.
The air chokes on clouds of smoke
Encircled by an ashen cloak.
Sparklers sizzle
White hot they fizzle.
Bonfire burn, bonfire crackle
See that firework hear it cackle
Screech and howl
An unearthly growl.
Up above colours fly
Lighting up a starless sky.
Ash will rain from the clouds
Beware you, in the crowd.