Summer Drinks

nice clothing is bliss;
good food is comforting;
but summer is hot;
i woke up tired but i pushed through and got my energy from the last day
it was so hot as if i was near a volcano, hope it doesnt erupt
but sorry to interrupt your bliss where do you get that from?
man the food you bought me made me full
but it sure is hot thank goodness you bought me a old fashioned
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