In the Heat of the Night

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I lay down last night to read in bed and spent some time enjoying the breeze blowing from my stand up fan. Must of fallen asleep because suddenly I was chasing a wolf through the woods of Latvia. I almost remembered every tree and I am the one that gave names to oak trees. As I turned I almost felt a cold nose against my nose. I shook myself and remembered Meat Loaf the singer not the dinner and his awesome song “Your Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night). I got up to 90 degree heat and elevated humidity and I swear I will either melt like the Wicked Witch of the West or go searching for wolves of I can find any forests. And in response to Meat Loaf “Yes, I will offer my throat to the wolf with the red roses”.