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Out of sweat, I swig my beer
and splash another rock;
one last blast of steam to sear
before I splash the dock.
Run then jump and cannonball
into the frigid lake;
climb out like an Elmo doll
that smiles and laughs and shakes.
and splash another rock;
one last blast of steam to sear
before I splash the dock.
Run then jump and cannonball
into the frigid lake;
climb out like an Elmo doll
that smiles and laughs and shakes.
Published 14th Oct 2014
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