Heat Wave's Coldest Disposition

Coming out of a cold season Which I admire Going into a warmer season Causing me to perspire But I do desire this warmer season I claim and commit to spring Speaking of a seasonal special emotion The next season causes me to have A melt down of considerable disposition And yes, cook an egg on the hood Of your car. Even to hot to barbeque. I'll take that cue excuse me. I despise the season, SIZZLING SUMMER, when cold lemonade is Worth more than a fifty dollar bill. I'm liable to stick my head Inside of a grocery store freezer As the store clerk says chill man its Not that bad. Perspiration touching the eyeballs burning. Hungry for the coldest winter, yearning for A crystal clear tall glass of frigid AIR! there's a boiling point of perspiration in creases I never knew I had. Where is the first snow flake I'm wishing for?