Fire Work Night

UNIT 5

Poem

Fire Work Night

Enid Blyton

BANG!

What's that?

Bang-Bang! Oh, Hark,

The guns are shooting in the dark!

Little guns and big ones too,

Bang–Bang-Bang!

What shall I do?

Mistress, Master, hear me yelp,

I'm out-of-doors, I want your help.

Let me in-oh, LET ME IN

Before those fireworks begin

To shoot again-I can't bear that;

My tail is down, my ears are flat,

I'm trembling here outside the door,

Oh, don't you love me anymore?

I think I'll die with fright

Unless you let me in to-night.

(Shall we let him in, children?)

Ah, now the door is opened wide,

 I'm rushing through, I'm safe inside,

The lights are on, it's warm and grand-

Mistress, let me lick your hand

Before I slip behind the couch.

There I'll hide myself and crouch

 In safety till the BANGS are done-

Then to my kennel I will run

And guard you safely all the night

Because you understood my fright.

                                                                                          Enid Blyton

Glossary

bang (n) – a sudden loud, sharp noise

yelp (v) – a short, sharp cry,especially of pain or alaram

trembling (v) – to shake slightly/ short movements, as from fear

rushing (v) – moving with urgent haste / fast

couch(n) – a type of high bed/ sofa

crouch (v) – adopt a position where the knees are bent and upper body is brought forward and down

kennel (n) – a small shelter for a dog

fright (n) – a sudden intense feeling of fear