Fire in the voice of Ruth Mayo

My mother was very plain.
She had mousy brown hair,
with grey in it,
and old clothes.

I wish I knew her more.
I was 9 when she died.
She died in a fire
Started by a damn cigarrette.

She couldn't get out.
I miss her.

My older sister died
3 years later.
In another fire.

She was too fat to fit out
the fire 'scape.
Besides, she hated heights.
She went down the stairs.
She died with one floor to go.
Anyway, that's why I don't like fire.

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