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now hot summer came
her hot head
asked
his hot heart
she
asked
she
asked in a song
a throng
of her giving
round her
love
she wondered was it possible to make love in an air-conditioned room? a fan was one thing but air-conditioning?
were hands
like
hers made
for
the
cool
conditioning
of this
air
roughed by its
electrical impulses?
or
was love
a baker's dozen?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
now hot summer came
her hot head
asked
his hot heart
she
asked
she
asked in a song
a throng
of her giving
round her
love
she wondered was it possible to make love in an air-conditioned room? a fan was one thing but air-conditioning?
were hands
like
hers made
for
the
cool
conditioning
of this
air
roughed by its
electrical impulses?
or
was love
a baker's dozen?
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