A raging fire,
the bushland's lost.
Caused by a match
Carelessly tossed.

The animal's escaped,
with lots of woes.
But later caught
and put in zoo's.

Lost their freedom
to my dismay.
The predator yesterday
is the prey today.

We put make-up
and put on shoes,
nothing to do but
laugh at their blues.

Who's to be blamed
not me,not you.
Just a burning match
can **** you too.