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Above the pandemonium Of Siren shrill and warning Drum And Aircraft Gun is heard the roar Of little Freddy, ætat four; The cellar dark and dank and dim No fascination has for him, The little darling wants to be Upstairs upon the roof and see The “fireworks!” “If you ask me--” Aunt Kate was overheard to say, “I’d let the dear child have his way!”