Hot Spring Day

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I never fancied myself your typical housewife.

I don't clean house.

I hate soap operas.

I don't particularly like bonbons.

But standing here in the doorway

with the hot wind blowin'

through the screen,

through my clothes,

through my bored and lonely parts,

I wonder if the guy from JimmyJohn's

will deliver

like the guy from Doggie Diner did.

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