Summer Regrets
Just like a red tomato
My skin, it now burns bright
Two hours in the sunshine
If only it had been night
The pain is now settling in
And the aloe offers no calm
Vinegar just smells so bad
I need a brand new balm
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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