One summer
A flower
Came out
Standing high up
On a mountain
Yawning at the sun
Boy go away
You are too hot
Her green scarf
Was turning yellow
And crispy fried
No oil
No salt
Just sweat and tears
Going to the clouds
The valley
Under her eyes
Had a beautiful
River
With muscles
From the ocean
To stand up
And fight all day
Came out
Standing high up
On a mountain
Yawning at the sun
Boy go away
You are too hot
Her green scarf
Was turning yellow
And crispy fried
No oil
No salt
Just sweat and tears
Going to the clouds
The valley
Under her eyes
Had a beautiful
River
With muscles
From the ocean
To stand up
And fight all day
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