Burns
Sun, glorious sun, I worship you dear friend
My hero, my joy, to the heavens I'd ascend
Though it's hot up there
Goggles I'll wear
It'll hurt for a while but burns always mend
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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