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By B.K. Date: 2005 Jun 29 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.29.18.06.16654]] |
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Mother Nature flipped her switch Said watch this Summer Heat rise if you wish Baby you and I just laughed This heat index between us Has never been graphed But it is not likely To ever go below One hundred degrees While we're moving nice and slow This passion stays hot Every single moment Cause when we're not at it We're both thinking on it (c)bk..2005 |