The heat is back
The heat is upon us
Already my brain turns to jelly
My vision blurs and I'm unsteady
The heat is back
The heat must be dealt with
It's not all bad really
I spend more time naked
Sometimes I pass out in bed
And in the end the A/C wins
The sun goes down and I shiver
the A/C must be dealt with...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem