Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Fire Out

Birthday parties ever abound.
At most of them there is the cake,
With candles on top all around.
Then comes the time for me to make
My debut, as candles are lit.
I listen to them sing the song
Of Happy Birthday to befit
The occasion. I'm going strong.
Then comes the time to make a wish,
Followed by what, without a doubt,
Is bad news breath of spit and splish.
'Cause just like that, I am blown out.

Of human touch, I never tire.
One of the perks of being fire.