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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Heat, and not the sports team Has come here for a while It's enough to set some records And to kill the farmers smiles Humidity and high temperatures Add to make our life like hell It's drying up our creeks and streams There's no water in our wells We do not use our ovens To cook our meals, not now at least We just leave meat on the counter The outside heat will cook the beast Our lawns are brown and dormant But the weeds are growing strong There is chickweed and crabgrass where once Green grass did once belong The splash pads are on overtime To help keep people cool We've cooling centers everywhere They're in all of the schools In order to cool down at home I have my a/c set to freeze And if at times this doesn't work I watch Christmas DVD's Remember hats and sunscreen to keep the heat off of your head In fact it is so god damned hot I tan while I'm in bed I remember as a child Summer never got as hot as this Compared to recent temperatures Is like a blow job to a kiss We pray for heat in winter And in the summer, the reverse I know I would like the snow The heat is much, much, worse Instead of just complaining I should just take it, brave the heat But for now, I'll watch my movies Sing my carols, cool my feet I know that come this winter I'll be crying for the heat Just remind me of this little poem And I'll shut up, and take my seat.
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