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Dec 2018
Burn me, roast me
Boil me, toast me
Put me in a fire and leave me there
Sure in summer I will complain
But this whipping cold wind
I can no longer bear
Cook me up in a ***
With onions and potatoes
Grill me like a hamburger pattie
I want to feel the heat and the health
As it spreads across my skin
A searing disease that I crave
I am a lizard
At home in the desert
The heat moves my blood through my veins
My habitat is hot
Utah is my state
The sun is my friend.
I actually love the cold, but I really miss being warm. The thing about where I live is that it gets cold and windy but it doesn't snow or rain very often, so I get all of what I consider to be the worst parts of winter without getting to build a snowman.
Written by
CBL  22/Utah, USA
(22/Utah, USA)   
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   eileen
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