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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland 
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I walk I must be truthful if I am to say I am but a little irritated don't crawl any closer oh don't you dare. I stop. re-tie my jacket around my waist and push lank hair from my face One more step, but off you go leaving a wet trail down my forehead Disgusting. One breath and all I get Is a mouthful of wet WARM, air I am having a furious battle with my singlet who refuses to leave my back alone and instead plasters itself to it A frown leaves marks of smeared mascara and I drop my bag in protest A plan of a strike on my mind. When will winter come? |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
A very good description of Summer, playing-with-crayons! I felt that way when I was young. I loved Winter, and didn't enjoy the highest temperatures and humidity in Summer. However, now, at 60, I love the Summer even the worst of it, but I don't enjoy Winter as much as I used to (and Winter here in South Africa, is like Summer in many countries!). - Owl |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
Owl- thanks for reading - god I can't STAND the heat. I must say I prefer the rain most definitely. And the cold. oh for the cold... farewell the ash-tray girl |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
Actually I thought summer has been much cooler than usual in Perth this year Hope |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
horrible in melbourne. I shall surely not be able to handle more of those ghastly 43 degree days. yuck. farewell the ash-tray girl |
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