This is our summer of
love so
love the bomb, drink
water from the bong, take
lessons from the dharma eating
pigeons in the streets, take
what you need to
eat sleep shit shit shit
and
eat sleep weep weep weep for
sixty four hours of hell on earth
This is our sweet summer of love,
our sweltering hell.
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