I feel the tingly burn when I sip the bitter sweet flavor of lemonade on my lips
I feel the rumbling churn as it makes its way into my stomach
Then I burp
A self-satisfactory burp, that makes me smile because it’s summer
I feel the tingly burn when I sip the bitter sweet flavor of lemonade on my lips
I feel the rumbling churn as it makes its way into my stomach
Then I burp
A self-satisfactory burp, that makes me smile because it’s summer
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