This is how it was taught to me by my dad in the 1950s. He grew up in Newcastle NSW Australia in the 30s When I was a nipper and a tiny lad I had an awful fright Our house caught fire one night my face went chalky white I was bundled down the fire escape without the slightest fuss The fireman came and turned the hose right on top of us Right in the middle of the road Right in the middle of the road There was Pa ,half undressed lying in the gutter with a mangle on his chest and oh those flames ,what a wonderful picture show Mother had a bath in the washing basin Right in the middle of the road......
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