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Summer Heat – By Charmaine Candappa
In the hot and grimy heat
Walking on an intolerable street
I saw a lady seated in a chair
Eating watermelon in her veranda .
Summer afternoons are hard to bear
There isn’t a wind in the air
I need to cool my tired and weary face
To the tranquil comfort of home I race.
Charmaine.
