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the heat of the city feel it what a pity for the brothers and sisters who have 2 come to work for a living as they living in the city my Lord what a day! it finally came my way to see another god-forsaken heated day. it's summer time! summertime--- and the living is hell can you tell? from sweat coming off my forehead feeling thristy and half dead. yes it's summertime! it's a hot july and that's no lie it's hotter in july, august, september or did you forget or did u remember how the summer of long ago was? it's summertime-- and the living is hell can you tell? when the weather is dry? fish stopped jumping and that girl is good looking so rush everybody to the ac inside... july 2002
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 2:15 AM UTC
poem: summer
the heat of the city feel it what a pity for the brothers and sisters who have 2 come to work for a living as they living in the city my Lord what a day! it finally came my way to see another god-forsaken heated day. it's summer time! summertime--- and the living is hell can you tell? from sweat coming off my forehead feeling thristy and half dead. yes it's summertime! it's a hot july and that's no lie it's hotter in july, august, september or did you forget or did u remember how the summer of long ago was? it's summertime-- and the living is hell can you tell? when the weather is dry? fish stopped jumping and that girl is good looking so rush everybody to the ac inside... july 2002
kenneth-r-jenkins
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63/M/Savannah, GA
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 2:15 AM UTC
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