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On a Tuesday

You need airing out
And I hope to have the honor
Of doing that with you

It was the nicest thing
Anyone had ever said to me
But. He spoke too soon
He assumed I was a gentle breeze
On an easy Sunday morning

But. I was a torrential tornado
On any given Tuesday
And thus…
The time had come
To board up the windows

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