Chattanooga Heat
When it's just too hot for comfort,
and you can't get ice cream cones,
it ain't no sin to take off your skin
and dance around in your bones.
(from my Grandmother in Chattanooga, TN)
Copyright © Elinor Swanson | Year Posted 2017
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