Ode to the Air Conditioner Oh! A/C how I praise thee! Through all these hot summer days I may sometimes hide beneath blankets But you’re here in my debt and my praise I would never make it without you With you, I’ve the strength to…
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Ode to the Air Conditioner Oh! A/C how I praise thee! Through all these hot summer days I may sometimes hide beneath blankets But you’re here in my debt and my praise I would never make it without you With you, I’ve the strength to…