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Its Summer Its Hot

In Northern Europe its hot, in Britain its not, its
Windy with rain; fir the media ita a pain ' their
Narrative is not, about vairiables.. (its hot!) They
Need crisis its plain.' So they create and groan '
Make projections speak tomes ' disaster their
Grist, there's no conjecture they miss ' its like
There has ever been, temprature above mean'
As temporary..Yet we've seen it before.' Covid
Still in the score.! how many will die? Will it climb
To the sky? Will they have been 'protected by
Augumentation injected ? God bless any we
Lose, in health not so rude.' Its a scar on my
Mind, i'll accept no others in kind.' Scream as
Much as you like.' I advise take a bike and enjoy
Summertime, before foul days come as per
Creations design.'

Copyright © Joe Maverick

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