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An Ode to Summer

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By BrenPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

we're the only cunts in Melbourne

that don't have fuckin air-con mate

so don't come here fuckin whinging

or telling us how it is in interstate

we're the only cunts in Melbourne

with all our windows open every night

it lets in the bugs but it lets out the heat

and all that fucking light

we’re the only cunts in Melbourne

that enjoy the slightest of evening summer breeze

just enough to take the edge off

just enough to please

we’re the only cunts in Melbourne

that can handle any heat

ever fuckin summer you moan

how your new fridge is fuckin useless cause it fucked up, ruined the meat

we’re the only cunts in Melbourne

that don’t moan or complain about the sun

here’s a free tip for ya mate, stay inside during the day

and that’s all there is, just the one

we’re the only cunts in Melbourne

that don’t care how hot it really is here

we’ll just say fuckin hell it’s fuckin hot

and have another fuckin beer

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Bren

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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    Written by Bren