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Friday, February 19, 2010

Sweat In My Eye

Heat Wave

Anticipating Summer

Everyone gripes
about the heat
the heat it seems
has them beat

The crying's even louder
about humidity
to me the complaints
are pure stupidity

Each drop of sweat
that runs in my eyes
just reminds me how fast
the summer flies

Too soon that cold
I so notably hate
will consume my world
and seal my fate

to days of chill
and nights of freeze
the runny nose
and the endless sneeze

I'll take that sweat
every day in my eye
and never gripe
never cry

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