am awaken by cracking sound
i went out to find water dripping
from ceiling; broken drain pan
cold and heat of weather changes
made the plastic brittle to break
still a pure blessing i am awake
attic with all clatters stored for years
exhaust fans not working for sometime
it's hot, hotter than texas summertime
fiberglass spread all over the place
not easy task for anybody to accomplish
so go up and check your air-con please
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