It's hot today,
hotter than normal,
and my back is sweating,
swearing up and down
like a longshoreman.
Sometimes I hate the heat so much,
it makes me want to throw up,
just so I can feel some sense of relief.
Maybe I'm too much a grump,
or some other assassin of happiness,
but either way,
I fucking hate the heat
on days like this.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 234
Scrump
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Drop a line, a quip, a snippet, your pants, or an anecdote...just don't drop the soap.