Come on Bathurst, let us go
A fire tonight, is a no show.
Let the wind blow, and let it puff,
Let’s go home and call its bluff.
Just one more report, can you please?
No, I’d rather be home eating cheese,
Oh alright, I’ve got if here
We will close now, let’s give a cheer.
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