Burning hot gasp a daze
Yowling growls of strays
Fan in a box at my knees
whipping up weak breeze
It does nothing for bubbling
Itching sweat sticking of my skin
Still I scorch outside
Grin and scribble
And bide my time
Counting the days
'Til my next pay
Sent via a stray supercharged nano particle of unobtainium....
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