Aug 07, 2010 19:27
The day died away
Let another one in
So little to say
In favour of my sin
Open the window
Turn conditioning off
There is no wind though
Put your head in the stove
Inhale the hot air
Hail new day's arrival
You know it's unfair
To you I'm no rival
Give me a head start
A hint before you hit
Before I turn tart
In this smothering heat
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