Advice From Uncle Mike

The current wet bulb globe temperature 
Is 93.5
A reading where the experts say 
It’s hard just to survive
Their warnings start at 82 
And end at 88
If you’re outside at 93 
It probably is too late
Avoid outside activities
Don’t work out in the sun
And if you’ve any brains at all 
Don’t stay out there for fun
Find someplace air conditioned 
While we’re saddled with this spike
Be safe, stay in, stay cool
That’s advice from Uncle Mike
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Johnson Avatar
July 4, 2011 at 3:53 PM
Good old uncle Mike is right, in the summer here Joe Blakes walk at night. Windy nights brown snakes walking. on ya mate, Don
Wesley Avatar
July 4, 2011 at 12:16 PM
Uncle Mike says it well, love the "brains at all" part, some of us are lacking.
Sweetheart Avatar
July 1, 2011 at 9:41 PM
wow a wonderful write mike but I luv the Sun and sitting on the beach but always protected from the rays luv.. great words of advice..thankxx for participating in my blog vote and sweet comments luv..happy 4th..
Sweetheart Avatar
July 1, 2011 at 9:40 PM
wow a wonderful write mike but I luv the Sun and sitting on the beach but always protected from the rays luv.. great words of advice..thankxx for participating in my blog vote and sweet comments luv..happy 4th..
Quigley Avatar
July 1, 2011 at 8:40 PM
Well Uncle Mike, if we EVER get to 93.5 here in Maine, I will certainly heed your advice. Enjoyed it. BobQ
Roberts Avatar
July 1, 2011 at 6:56 PM
agreed, we are wusses here on the coast if it hits 85 we whine like crazy
Larocca Avatar
July 1, 2011 at 6:22 PM
Very good advice, thanks for sharing.
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