You know it's hot
When the rhubarb stems wilt at sight
You know it's hot
When the strawberries melt in the shade
You know it's hot
When the chilli are drooping
You know it's hot
The basil goes limp
You know it's hot
When the roses wither on the spot
You know it's hot
When in the evening breeze
You chill out with Eyes Bloodshot,
Tales of Halloween!
Lucette C. Bailliet
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So proud to have my first chilling story published within, thank you to TSL, Ampat Koshy, Firdaus Pervez, Aakriti Kuntal, Santosh Bakaya and everyone involved!!!
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