and it makes a fiery ring. Covered by warm desire I fell in to a ring of fire.
I fell in to a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher. And it burns, burns, burns the ring of fire the ring of fire. And it burns, burns, burns the ring of fire the ring of fire.
The feel of fleece is sweet. I even like it on my feet. I fell for you as a child. Ohhh, fleece you make me go wild.
(missburrow's remake of Johnny Cash's classic song, Ring of Fire, inspired by a recent laundry experience and the onset of a wet, cold winter.)