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COME AUGUST WE MUST Come August, we must adjust and gain the trust! Come August, the truth in us will no longer be gathering dust! Come August, we must adjust or simply rust! Come August! Come with a gust! I’m in the mood for cosmic lust! (August musings by Bluey)

FLY AS JULY July flame, fiery kite, lead me through the night sang Laura True love blooms high upon the July tree sang Nina East French Press published July by Amanda Live 8 (Live July 2005) For all we know sang Alicia July Sun was funky as can be courtesy of Patricia (July musings by Bluey)