the sun is glowin outside
yet theres some giant
hovering all over it
trying to cover its sunshine
with a big parasol
he's doing it
and i don't know why
He's happy cause when he does it
the low giggle
ripples through the snowpeaked altitudes
melting glaciers
and drowning sea lions
but the wave still cant do us no harm
its a hot day alright
but this giant
is doing fine
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