Jedd like most loved Bonfire Night.
He thought it was an awsome site
He loved the colours in the sky,
as fireworks and rockets whizzed so high.
Piles of wood and tyres burned orange bright,
as sparklers fizzed throughout the night
He always held sparklers in a hand well gloved,
the coloured ones were what he loved.
He always held them with an out stretched arm,
as they were dangerous and could cause harm.
Pity he didnt think about his pocket,
the one that contained the skyburst rocket.
The touch paper dangled out of the flap,
he really wasnt a clever chap.
As he viewed the colourful display in the sky,
Eve closer he edged to the fire near by .
The cold was biting at his nose ,
The glow from the fire would warm his toes.
As each firework exploded it filled him with delight,
didnt notice his pocket rocket ignite.
Catherine wheels were spinning round and round ,
making that wailing siren sound.
Jedd felt hot , thought it was just the bonfire ,
Not the rocket in his pocket about to expire.
He hadnt read the firework code,
didnt think that it just might explode.
Blood and guts covered everyone around,
as bits of Jedd lay on the ground.
They gathered around him just like hawks ,
Through him on the bonfire beside Guy Fawkes.
It didnt matter as he was dead ,
Just another disaster for unfortunate Jedd.
So dont go down the path that poor Jedd strode,
Always follow the firework code.