Summer Storm
I can see the clouds filling like balloons with the dark dreary rain. It is summer in the South picnicks and water holes are the topics of the day. A cold slice of watermellon on a hot Florida afternoon would tempt me to sell my soul. The rain looms overhead. Why must all good times end? The hell with it. Lets play in the puddles!!!! Written June 17th, 2001 © on Jun 16 2001 03:24 PM PST 0 • 10
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"I can see the clouds..."