Summer in Los Angeles
Twenty degrees separate fourty miles,
Triple didgets on thermo-dials,
Out of the sun is where I long to be,
Stuck in traffic, blasting my AC.
Guide that inspired this poem:
Twenty degrees separate fourty miles,
Triple didgets on thermo-dials,
Out of the sun is where I long to be,
Stuck in traffic, blasting my AC.
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