A fiery Christmas

A fiery Christmas

By May Kwek

It’s been quite a Christmas

In our expensive Orchard road

Things have been catching fire

It’s a wonder business has not slowed

First it was the Christmas tree

Just sitting by the side of the road

Then in a flash of flame

Its ornaments it did unload

Then it was the décor

Hanging on a street light

First it shone with electric brilliance

And then with crimson light

Third was a poor restaurant

That was somehow set ablaze

Now how did that happen?

The sprinkler I can’t praise

And now do I hear a fourth?

Hidden in a carpark, a flaming pile of rubbish

Perhaps with the wall,

They couldn’t it distinguish

Oh please no more!

This is turning into a bad comedy

Once, twice, I forgive you

But four is insanity

They must have struck everywhere in Orchard road

These mysterious ‘arsonists’

Having hit sky and ground

What else could they have missed?

Ah I see it now

I will shop elsewhere instead

Because the only place not yet aflame

Is I fear, my head!

Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek