Daniel Norton Smith
Scalding Hot Weather - Poem by Daniel Norton Smith
And I saw you lying there,
so young and satisfied.
Like a hot leveret,
basking in the sun.
Or a welsh rarebit on a plate.
Sunny bottoms and sunglasses,
and a new bikini.
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