Hot,Hot,Hot

Hot. Hot. Hot. It’s so hot out here, I’m taking off all me clothes. Gonna connect it to the tap And got under a cold hose. I jiggle my bits about, Which is not a pretty sight. But it is my own garden. Isn’t that alright? Out comes a mortified hubby, Letting out an almighty groan. “Can’t you see the neighbours watching? Now they are on the phone.” He rushes in to get a towel, The biggest he can find. He comes out with a tarpaulin Now that’s a bit unkind. Then we hear the sirens Progressing up the hill. Outside they park their paddy wagon, This seems like overkill. “ Come along madam Kindly move aside. It’s so hot in that wagon We all very nearly died.” One by one they came, Grabbing at me hose. After taking off their uniforms And folding up their clothes. Then fighting for the spray It turned into a brawl, Not sure if this is normal For I’ve never seen a policeman’s ball!!! ????? ????? ????? ?????