A Lazy Afternoon
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Alone I walk in the stale wind
Filled thick with the scent of barbecue hamburgers
And hot dogs
And as I reached my mailbox; I looked inside
Finding it empty
I step on the sidewalk with my bare feet
To feel something hot
For they were icy from the AC
But I wanted to stay through, couldn't
I had to rush inside because
My dog was calling me
Hopefully, he didn't arouse
Someone from their nap
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