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Jun 2020
Hot
It’s so hot right now
Sweat rolling down my brow
Can’t complain
We have had rain
But it’s hot again

Oh how nice
It is to have a glass of ice
Ice packs under my arms
Ice packs in my palms

Can’t complain
Had some rain again
Thunder followed To be fair
But it hasn’t really cleared the air

We always desire the sun
But now I desire the cold
Iceland here I come
I’m still hot despite the ice packs that I still hold!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
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Theresa Hartley-Mace  64/F/Calverton
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