Guy Fawkes.

Fireworks bring the arsonist out of us childish blokes.
Watching hard earned money just going up in smoke.
Do we really think we can fly that rocket to the moon.
What are we thinking when the depth charge just goes boom.
Watching the Catherine wheel send sparks into the trees.
We want an exploding colourful sky as far as we can see.
As all our children hold the sparklers looking so happy.
It's getting busy at the local General Hospital A and E.
So, what is it that brings the arsonist out of all of us.
What is it that is magical about Guy Fawkes Night,
That makes us all go crazy and go to all that fuss

We want but an excuse to party with great zeal,
The thought of killing off our rulers what'd appeal
In every century,'cept with whom dare to fear God.
Were He not on the throne, they'd perish likeas cod.
As for the sparklers children run about with in great joy,
I cannot but recall I was too scared of that fine toy.
If we were only thinking, would we love these toys whose
Essence but reminds us of the weapons we oft use
To bring to ruins all that we held ere dear,
The same which puts our lives in very fear?
Let's celebrate Guy Fawkes Day in good style
If only to remember Whom preserves us all the while.