Episode 66

The siren wailed, a distant cry, A flash of red against the sky. A uniform, so strong and neat, With sturdy boots upon small feet. "I want to be a fireman!" cries, With shining hope within my eyes.

To race the truck, a thrilling sound, To help the people all around. With hose in hand, and helmet bright, I’d fight the flames with all my might. A hero’s call, a brave display, To chase the scary smoke away.

I’d climb the ladder, rung by rung, To save a kitten, bravely sung. Or rescue someone, big or small, And answer every urgent call. My tiny hands, they’d learn to steer, To calm the panic, quell the fear.