There will be ice cream for naked boys swimming in kettles. Tornado country beat Allen lumber to mud ponds. I want to live in your house, I want to live in your room, I want to sleep in your bed this summer. I keep hearing my ears ringing. I keep hearing summer setting. Like fire, you never really know what's there.
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