Riding along the way
Such a pleasant day
Heat, heat, all around
Dripping of the sweat makes not a sound
Windows down
Dust blowing up from the ground
Sun shining brightly
Nothing to excite me
Rain would be a pleasing relief
Even if, ever so brief
Parched lips
Water, I drink in sips
Some air conditioning would be nice
But I can't afford the price
Toleration learned
Feeling unconcerned
Setting of the sun
Cooling of the night just begun
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