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Okay, so what's Next?
She stood in line for years
Getting antsy and unpleasant, starting to yawn
She got itchy in inconvenient places
She scratched her scalp
She wished for a cool air conditioner
She wears conditioner
She loves the winter
She gets a splinter
She isn't fooled by the likes of you
Sweat floats out of her shirt, under her arms
Dear God, will she reach the summit?