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Rather than crank up the heat
Rather than crank up the heat... and ratchet up global warming like bubbling vegetable stew with tsk... tsk... heard courtesy Greta Thunberg, who would utter "how dare you..." I bundle with layers to stave off cold energy efficiency drilled courtesy me late mother conserving nonrenewable resources she extolled now ewe best heed following suggestion wool worth 3d printing than wearing a sheep doubled over along dotted line to fold cuz expending (fossil fuel) leaving carbon footprint would immediately being lectured by ecology conscious eldest daughter, (a University of Pennsylvania biomedical engineering alumna) who would mildly scold. Myself and thee missus holed up here within Highland Manor Apartments (unit B44 in case you wanna drop me a line) we're here moost every cold January day sipping warm cup of our favorite beverage exotic coffee latte brew suits this muttering pup actually yours truly a doggone ole shorter haired (compared when poem initially got crafted) pencil necked geezer. He can be found moost any given warm Green Day like an American idiot shuffling along boulevard of broken dreams overhead skies colored rosy gunmetal gray occasional huff fro zen cloud slashing solar ray heating inside cozy nook, though outside temperature brisk, nevertheless for winter pleasantly refreshing, while I sit here heavily clad, hence yours truly quite toasty within perfect weather for wedding, especially one hashtagged December/May. After dusk i.e. established misnomer known as sunset a legacy from heliocentric theory (the astronomical model that places the sun at the center of the solar system, with the Earth and other planets orbiting around Gaia) occurs 5:35?PM Post Meridiem heavens quickly turn jet black today - Sunday, January 19, 2025 (EST) whereby hello darkness my old friend (analogous to the edge of night) lulls one into sleepiness, I bet dollars to donuts impossible mission to keep eyelids opened, particularly if sleep debt necessary to pay the sandman, who knows maybe you gotta get get comfortably numb vis a vis stinging ice crystals creating a winter wonderland temporarily rendering me unconscious state, whereby yours truly dreaming of a white Lost Horizon in the mythical valley of Shangri-La analogous to eventual Elysian Fields, where divine creator conjuring Nirvana and/or a place called Willoughby if a believer, said Almighty eventually met.
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