Remember, remember the fifth of November
Of fireworks, bonfires, and Guys
While no one much cares what it all means
Its an excuse to light up the skies
For some its sparklers ’round barbecue grills
For others huge piles of pallets to light
The result is the same – full of pyromania thrill
As neighbourhood dogs* cower in fright
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Or some weekend there round about
A party’s a party, an opportunity to enjoy
A drink, a firework, a shout
Padre
Thursday photo prompt: Balefire #writephoto
Guy Fawkes Night/Bonfire Night (an explanation for non-Brits).
*Many people in England begin to set off fireworks a week or so before the actual night, and may continue to do so for a week or so afterwards. Many dogs hate the noise, and it is a time of distress for them and their owners.
Padre's Ramblings 
Ha! I know enough to know that this was Guy Fawkes Night, but laughed at the third line. Because I don’t really know more than that, but sure, we all need an excuse to exercise our pyromania.
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And it once was by Parliamentary Law that all in the isle were to celebrate this night with a bonfire.
These days, in Great Yarmouth, we have fireworks displays for every conceivable excuse; during the summer along the seafront once a week, in the lead up to Christmas in the market place. And this last Wednesday, though I don’t know why.
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It seems any excuse will do…
But thanks for including the reminder about the effect our celebrations have on animals, not just dogs.
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Sounds very similar to 4th of July celebrations here in the United States! Not a holiday popular with dogs either.
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