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It's cool
It's getting colder here
Seating arranged
Draped by skimpy little swim stuff
Kitty deranged
The seating arranged
Changed

Clouds form against the awning
Yawning
Burning blades of grass
Replaced by
Drought resistant shades of brass
Gust of wind like blowing glass
Blowing past

The change is making music in my pocket
Rock it
Type a couple letters, spell a couple words
Form a couple sentences that's for the birds
Print a couple pages
The Cat's out of the bag now
Probably the best summer hands down



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