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Summer Man.

My goggles are on.

Shorts for me.

I am a summer man.

I am proud of me.

I am enjoying the roadwork.

Suddenly, the cloud poured on.

Oh! My God! I am your son.

How could I get all drenched?

My fashion and formula are gone.

Adios!

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