There will be ice cream for naked boys swimming in kettles, diving in. Tornado country beat Allen lumber into mud ponds, sinking in. my ears are ringing I keep hearing summer setting, I keep hearing my ears ringing. I want to live in your house, I want to live in your room, I want to sleep in your bed, this summer (afraid.) Like fire, you never really know what's there.
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