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Summer
Summer here is all mixed up;
it's not our growing season... and
We're north of the Equator...
so we know that's not the reason why
We plant tomatos in November...
and pick them 'fore July...
Forget the lettuce and the kale
Come summer they will fry...
We live between the salty sea
and the desert, sere...
You'd never think so many different
critters could exist here.
Puma, Deer, Fox, Ja-ve-li-na... Skunk,
Co-yo-te, Deer.
By day Co-a-ti-mun-di's out.
Ringtail and 'Coon at night.
So there's enough for everyone
There is no need to fight...
it's not our growing season... and
We're north of the Equator...
so we know that's not the reason why
We plant tomatos in November...
and pick them 'fore July...
Forget the lettuce and the kale
Come summer they will fry...
We live between the salty sea
and the desert, sere...
You'd never think so many different
critters could exist here.
Puma, Deer, Fox, Ja-ve-li-na... Skunk,
Co-yo-te, Deer.
By day Co-a-ti-mun-di's out.
Ringtail and 'Coon at night.
So there's enough for everyone
There is no need to fight...
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