A Christmas poem from Cal Fire

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

but alas and alack ‘twas no fire screen there!

A few feet away stood the holiday tree

so majestic, so regal, and as dry as could be…

Its lights left glowing, what a sight to behold,

and the wiring beneath was time-worn and old.

Mother was sleeping in flannel of red,

and father, in blue, was smoking in bed.

The children were restless in their tosses and turns,

each wearing a night shirt that will too easily burn…

I cannot go on; my story ends here.

There won’t be a Christmas for this family, I fear!

How about you there, do you follow the rules?

To help you be safe, I’ll give you some clues.

Be careful with candles! No

matches for kids!

Make sure all poisons have tight, fitting lids!

No drinking when driving! Don’t leave children alone!

Instead, leave a sitter and your name by the phone!

Leave her the numbers of the following three:

the firemen, the police, and your favorite M.D.

Are you fire safe? Need first aid at all?

Just pick up the phone; give the station a call.

That’s what its for, help with this, and for that,

they’ll be at your door in just two minutes flat!

The joys of the season! A safe New Year too!

Good health and happiness to each one of you!

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