Girl On Fire Poem by John F. McCullagh

It sounded, at first, like two kids fighting.
Then two hard hits brought neighbors to their doors.
Her "boyfriend" splashed the accelerant upon her
then he lite fire to her clothes.

Terrified,Screaming, she raninto the hall,
She would have died if Not for Stan.
He got a blanket wrapped tight around her
and smothered the fire with his strong hands.

Her "boyfriend" fled, that sniveling coward,
who had tried to murder that innocent child;
His criminal rap sheet gave no indication
That attempted murder was his style.

They say she'll live; that girl on fire.
Her beauty stolen; it was her curse.
The "boyfriend" ought to turn himself in.
It won't go well if I find him first.