On Sunny Days I Work Less

On sunny days i work less; My little Lord God shall bless. On sunny days some light dress My body heat helps to press, Electronic iron men’s guess, For it wouldn’t look a mess… Sweating Noon save your muscle, This doing through no tussle You halt hustle and bustle; I’d stop a paper’s rustle. Somehow, I find a way to keep calm Sometimes, reading either palm But I would near not a balm: Hot like heat hits one a “Bam” Sunny days wear a grim look Like one who’d no nonsense brook; One could choose to read a book But better fast food you cook.