My poem to the firemen of 9/11
When those planes took off
History made off
When those planes hit
People started to spit
Out their drink
Some faces turned pink
The firemen rushed there
All I could is stare
On nine eleven
I wish it was a seven
For good luck
Because some people were stuck
There was two towers, TWO
Now there's zero
That day you guys showed you were a hero
Picking up that stuff
You guys were tough
Finding one alive
Well its one alive
It made people happy
I was happy
I love people like you
Hey my favorite colors blue
You're my favorite too

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