Why Some Houses Burn

Give the jib line some slack
As we lay on our backs
But keep a few rags
In our flight bag
Who can we trust?
Endless we dust!
Grind on the ring
As the digits are sliding
This is why some houses burn
The last pass was wrong by a furlong
Round and spikey beneath the gum tree
Fixed a broken bike spoke
Beneath the old willow oak
And told some dad jokes
This is why some houses burn
Wade through the stream
On a split screen
The future will sag
Raise a pink flag
How many, how many, how many
Someday we’ll learn
Why some houses burn
In a downturn