Gold and yellow and purple
And Native Earth-Tones
In collections old and I chose to be nostalgic
And put the cerulean-wolf dusting out a carpet
[on the lock-enter-gate page.]
Bc the digital-snoopy
Looks like My-First-Xxhcolitatal
The First, of all-firsts.
Blessings in Cultures, and the moons mover so quickly in the Summer.
The Chicken Tender and Dusted fries preheated with air-fryer
And sprinkled with lemon pepper
And freedom’s slick resistance to burn-ery
Of the food meant to crush
Like fantastic drown fuel
And the fruity packs of brands other than
Wyler’s and Country.esq.Times in Old Cue Cards
Are reminiscents of mushroom sandstone tunnels too.
Work in the Summer as an Adult;
Somehow feels like Summer Vacation too.
WFH or not.
It’s uh, somehow more fun with the incredulous moments’
Seeking comfort + cool..
Those bottle episodes always turn out crispy.
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