Her Bed’s cold.

She escaped,

Flew away,

With a dream

A step away

Unknown to her

Slaying cold

Washed away

All her gold

Now she lay

Clothed in bed

Naked and cold

Naked but Clothed

That’s how cold

My summer girl feels

She grew up in sun battling heat

World’s apart

She battles cold

The least I could do

Is warm her bed, and defeat the cold.

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