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Jul 2018
Perfect evening  time of year,
let's go outside and drink a beer,
relax and watch the sun go down,
the lights come on, all over town.

Nothing going on this weekend,
think I'll invite all my friends,
have some drinks and just chill,
throw some steaks out on the grill.

In the morning hit the lake,
try to get passed this headache,
watching girls in bikinis,
shaking up ***** martinis.

Summer weekends are the best,
if I don't want to I won't get dressed,
sit in my chair and watch Netflix,
or maybe write some new lyrics.

Could go outside and mow the lawn,
take a nap, or stifle this yawn,
the choices are all up to me,
come on over, hang out an see.

Speaking of sea, lets hit the beach
it's far but not beyond our reach,
road trips are always the best,
let's give our stamina a test.

Whatever we do let's make it count,
weekend fun is always paramount,
cause Monday morning back to work,
let's hope my boss is not a ****.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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