W. Montague Everitt

  One evening at Station, alarm went off, "Buzzzzzz"!
And Bloke-What's-In-Charge gave a shout,
"Now hurry up, lads, there's a bit of a do—
"And we don't want the fire to go out."
The lights went on ' Flash '! and the doors were flung wide
And Firemen appeared by the score ;
And Auxiliary Sam—he jumped up on behind
As Engine leapt through the front door.
When he picked himself up, he jumped on once again
And, with screeching of brake and of tyre,
They tore through the streets bawling, "Sing As Wo Go "!
Till they got to the scene of the fire.
They smashed in the door with a sledge-hammer blow ;
They set to with hatchets and knives;
And, what with extinguishers, hoses and foam,
They all had the time of their lives.
It wasn't until they had been there an hour
And place was in terrible mess,
They discovered there wasn't no fire there at all...
The darn'd fools had got wrong address.
So right then and there they all started to pack
(The Chief had gone home on a tram)
They searched, high and low for the things they had brought...
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