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Hi August

How, you bring hope,

Of better days,

And pretty nights,

Of easier conversations,

And lovely skies,

How, you shatter them,

With gloomy clouds,

And thunderous rains,

A never-ending headache,

Making everything a pain.

Oh, Hi August,

Can we do a deal here for our gain,

Let’s not please repeat July again?

 
 
 

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