poeticdragon46
02-20-2005, 07:35 PM
Truth Hurts
Through the years at Federal Fire,
You can't imagine the people they hire.
Some are good some are great,
Some just lay around and skate.
They once hired a guy through upward mobility,
By the time he retired you thought he was nobility.
He walked around with helmet off head,
No fire, no smoke, rescue ? their dead.
We have firefighters from all walks of life,
Some tall some small with girlfriend or wife.
Most try to do a really good job,
But some are just fat lazy slobs.
Now take the story of a guy called Big C,
He lives his life in a fantasy.
He slept and snored for hours on end,
Daytime was not Big Cs friend.
But then at night he would awaken,
To tell the world about the history he was making.
About his time at 33,
With very little reality.
About his odd sense of wit,
But most was nothing but bull-shit.
For Bog C was a firefighter NOT!!,
Couldn't handle it when it was hot.
Couldn't breath in a S.C.B.A.,
Left the fire service what a great day.
So lets move on to Big C's best friend,
Who stuck with him to the very end.
He loves women by sight and stalking,
Stop by ole Debs and he'd be a talking,
About when he is chief some people will be walking.
But when he found out it was not to be,
Vallium was the drug for he.
His blinking speeded to a terrible pace,
But only the PROTECTOR would he face.
But did he not really know,
We just thought it was but a show.
A few days off to cure his woe.
Now lets move on to a real funny show,
This is the real Larry, Curley, and Mo.
One is an inspector,
Who can never be found.
Another needs a ladder to reach the ground.
But best of all is a little short guy,
Who's favorite hobby is spelled D.U.I.
They belong to our club with all their Bro's,
What representation this region knows.
For nothing gained and nothing done,
Battles fought and ALMOST won.
A great benny for all to get,
But in the end nothing but sweat.
Because Big Ed would not let,
You have anything but a fire house pet.
Now it seems the time to go,
Until the next firehouse show.
So I can write of tales of wit,
About our fire house bullshit.
Through the years at Federal Fire,
You can't imagine the people they hire.
Some are good some are great,
Some just lay around and skate.
They once hired a guy through upward mobility,
By the time he retired you thought he was nobility.
He walked around with helmet off head,
No fire, no smoke, rescue ? their dead.
We have firefighters from all walks of life,
Some tall some small with girlfriend or wife.
Most try to do a really good job,
But some are just fat lazy slobs.
Now take the story of a guy called Big C,
He lives his life in a fantasy.
He slept and snored for hours on end,
Daytime was not Big Cs friend.
But then at night he would awaken,
To tell the world about the history he was making.
About his time at 33,
With very little reality.
About his odd sense of wit,
But most was nothing but bull-shit.
For Bog C was a firefighter NOT!!,
Couldn't handle it when it was hot.
Couldn't breath in a S.C.B.A.,
Left the fire service what a great day.
So lets move on to Big C's best friend,
Who stuck with him to the very end.
He loves women by sight and stalking,
Stop by ole Debs and he'd be a talking,
About when he is chief some people will be walking.
But when he found out it was not to be,
Vallium was the drug for he.
His blinking speeded to a terrible pace,
But only the PROTECTOR would he face.
But did he not really know,
We just thought it was but a show.
A few days off to cure his woe.
Now lets move on to a real funny show,
This is the real Larry, Curley, and Mo.
One is an inspector,
Who can never be found.
Another needs a ladder to reach the ground.
But best of all is a little short guy,
Who's favorite hobby is spelled D.U.I.
They belong to our club with all their Bro's,
What representation this region knows.
For nothing gained and nothing done,
Battles fought and ALMOST won.
A great benny for all to get,
But in the end nothing but sweat.
Because Big Ed would not let,
You have anything but a fire house pet.
Now it seems the time to go,
Until the next firehouse show.
So I can write of tales of wit,
About our fire house bullshit.