Hotter
It’s hotter than a frying pan
And hotter than the sun.
It’s hotter than it’s been
Since record-keeping was begun.
It’s hotter than a lava flow
And hotter than a fire.
It’s hotter than a couple
Who are burning with desire.
It’s hotter than the desert,
Even hotter than a chili.
I know that these comparisons
Are overwrought and silly…
But that is how I’m sure it feels,
At least it would to me,
If I would venture out and leave
My icy-cold A/C!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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