Summer Poem by April Humason

It's so hot
I'm feeling kinda distraught
My stomach is in a knot
Wishing I was in a yacht
With no time slot
Passing a Jell-O shot
But instead I'm in this vacant lot
Showing my weak spot

In the summer
It can be a bummer
When your a Plummer
Dreaming of a hummer
Trying to be a drummer
Sipping from your rummer
Watching the comer
Dreading the midsummer

Thinking about your tweet
I walk down the street
In my bare feet
Burning from the heat
Deciding not to greet
Poor old Pete
That sat in his seat
Being so sweet