We won the poll and we won the roll.
Oversold but just in time, we all loped along under a biscuit-candy sun.
The group, the crowd and me, became “we”.
Together, primed and buoyant, we sauntered down to the lake of fires.
Cool and refreshed. Tasty by consuming life-long similarities and warm differences. Triumph folks, sheer success!
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