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I hate shorts and I'll tell you why.
my legs are so pale, they'd light up the sky.  My legs are like beacons, as bright as the day.  I bet they could see them in Uruguay.  I hate shorts because I'm a bit fool, I really should wear them to try to stay cool.  Guess I'm self conscious of these spotlights called legs.  Turn off those lights! my neighbors will beg.  And here I am, in the heat of the day, mowing my lawn, sweating away.  So what am I doing for comfort?  Yep, you guessed it.  Wearing shorts.