What I Did With Summer

Roasted my back hanging over eaves on a scalding rooftop. Painted, drove, had sex. Slowly replaced my blood with a hitest mixture Of caffeine and ephedrine. Painted, drove, daydreamed about sex. Watched the sun burn up the grass from bluedust skies. Painted, drove, bought girlie mags & read about sex. Missed the kids, yet was often vexed by their demands when home. Painted, drove, sucked beers in the dead of night By the wordprocessor - & wrote about sex. Learned how to watch girls from the rearview mirrors. Painted, drove, had friends over & talked about sex. Bought a house, indentured myself to the year 2020. Painted, drove, had some more sex. Lesson One: The path to success is long and thorny. Lesson Two: Stress and stimulants make me horny. Resolution: Next year, in matters pertaining to screwing, My motto will be: "Less thinking, More doing."