Licked by a flare Fever. Quite the temperature. Go somewhere tropical Like the sun It's rather warm As in, it burns No, not quite, it's something more It's a bunch of hydrogen gone smack You want to say it burns? You haven't even begun. You fool. You want to imagine someone on a lawn chair on the sun? You're not realizing this through. You've stretched it beyond proportion. There's only one way to describe it: There. & gone To quote the coincidental collision I found only after wondering what does it even mean: It's static craziness to me On the spot carpet cleaners spotted gold
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