Klaus is in school and reads
His friend is bored and runs
Out of the room away
Hides in the cellar, a safe place
Finding brushwood, he lights a fire
The flames are blazing high.
The fire extends, it’s getting suspicious
He cannot quench it even though he’s ambitious
The smoke and smog are climbing the stair
Into the classroom
Racing screams filling the air
Out of the house -
Everyone? One remains, it’s Klaus
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