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Somebody please put out the fire--
These hot flashes are something I don't desire.
Oh God, why is this happening to me?
These hot flashes are turning me into
Actually, not gourmet--
I'd have to say
More like burnt toast
Or overdone weinie roast.
How hot could it possibly be?
Let me give you the recipe:
If HELL is as hot as this,
Then I'd prefer paralysis (or even dialysis.)
If you're hot, you're hot
And if you're not, you're not.
But if you feel like you're on a charcoal grill,
I'd suggest you take a giant chill pill.
When I break out in a tremendous sweat
Out goes my feminine etiquette.
I'll lift up my shirt to get fresh air.
If it embarrasses you I really don't care.
I'm having a hot flash right now;
At this moment I'm wiping my brow.
There's sweat pouring off of me.
Quite frankly, I'd rather be a HE.
"There are those of us who dare to make our fantasies into photographs: we write them down; we paint them; we act them out--for all the world to see." Susan Sparks--January 1, 1991