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Remember you, it's Spring
Tomorrow is hot weather
Remember you, who will bring
Compliments that gather

Up over me
Blessed he speaks
Down under free
Says what he seeks

Can get me quiet
Without the noise
Forget about the riot
Of those little boys

He is all man
Hot as the Umatilla County sand
At the end of the hottest July
Because of him, I cannot die...

5/14/2006 0235 cj

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