Ninety-Eight Point Six

Ninety-eight point six is normal
In a human being,
Not though, on thermometers
Outdoors, which we’ve been seeing.

In people, anything above
Is fever, meaning sick,
But weather-wise, such numbers
Translate into one word – ick!

I much prefer the days in fall
Or wintertime instead,
When if my body matched 
The temps outside, I would be dead.
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Krutsinger Avatar
August 7, 2022 at 10:54 PM
My mother and I always have a low temp -96.5 is our norm, so here I stay, trying to look cool even when I am not.
Wolf Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 6:34 PM
hahahaha! Me too.
Martin Avatar
July 25, 2022 at 8:43 AM
Hello Irene, it's been a while since I've see / you like a long-lost gem. Ever so nice to read your / poetry again old friend. Cheers to you and the heat wave too! Terry
Leffanta Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 6:32 PM
Biden's temperature? You are never too hot until you try crossing a street in Phoenix, Arizona, during the summer whilst your flipflops melt into the asphalt . . . . especially whilst waiting for the traffic lights to change! Aloha!
Hankins Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 5:30 PM
I hear what you're saying, Ilene, but I still prefer the heat of summer to the coldest day in winter. I can always take off clothes, but in cold, I no matter how many I put on, I'm still cold! I guess there is a season for everyone.
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