Fireballs in the sky
Bright as the stars
They come crashing by
one
Two
Three
More than the eve can see
Fireballs from the sky
Tails glowing bright
Trailing along
No far behind
Hot as the sun
Kiss your ass goodby
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
My child Taking me to a firework stand is like a kid being in a candy store So much I want, but what is your Budget Fusk The budget Bu...
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