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SLEEPING WITH THE FAN ON

SLEEPING WITH THE FAN ON ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In Texas, where summers are more than hot, Sleeping with a fan turned on is a must-have spot. With a whirl and a breeze, It brings sweet, cool ease, While we snooze in a sweat-soaked, warm cot! We sleep while it spins with a roar, As sweat drips and puddles the floor. With a chuckle, we say, "Goodnight, heat of the day! Tomorrow, we'll battle once more!" So if you should visit the Lone Star State, Know the heat is an oppressive weight Just find a big fan, Join the cool Texan clan, And together we’ll laugh at our fate!
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August 11, 2025 at 3:07 AM
The east, a sweltering breath, thick with moisture's embrace. The heavy air wraps around me, a cloak of discomfort, making each breath a laborious task. We are met with the sweltering heat, a relentless blaze that leaves one feeling quite spent. A most amusing tale indeed. Joyful
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August 11, 2025 at 3:41 PM
thanks for dropping by, Sotto. Sorry to hear that you folks in the east are also dealing with intense heat...you're right, it's a cloak of discomfort making for difficult breathing. Today we actually had clouds in the sky and slight breeze--a sign perhaps that summer's unrelenting heat will soon pass? Thanks for finding my poem amusing. Wishing you a cool evening, Sara
Rolland Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 2:57 AM
i am fan of Texas, i was close to work in Phoenix as a teacher, but "resigned" at last moment , great poetry thanks
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 3:42 PM
glad to see you're a Texas fan...that means you're okay in my book :-) I was a teacher for 25 years...a lot changed in classrooms during that time. After one of my students stabbed another classmate right in front of me, I immediately resigned. Enough was enough. Thanks for visiting and sharing, Sar a
Rodrigues Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 8:48 PM
The fan on high can cool, sometimes still hot, but with a little chill, the fan makes me cold…sheets on…sheets off…oh sheet! LOL! Love the pic!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 3:47 PM
I know what you mean, Kim. Sheets on, sheets off..humorous comment. Thanks for stopping by, hugs, Sara
DiMino Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 7:15 PM
Hot in Phoenix also, but far less humid. Humidity is what you uncomfortable. We only get high temperature...which just makes you dead:) Very funny read. Delightful!
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August 11, 2025 at 3:46 PM
thanks for visiting, Joe. We lived in El Paso for about 20 years, and the temps, etc., were much like Phoenix--hot but no humidity...easier to tolerate...well except for all the dust :-) Glad you found my poem funny and delightful...wishing you a pleasant evening. PS My inlaws live in Phoenix area, Peoria I think...
Kendrick Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 5:12 PM
Great medicine(laughter) this poem has given me today. Like they say they do it big in Texas. Thank you for sharing this one with me. Sara K
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 3:43 PM
thanks for dropping by, Sara K. Yes, we do tend to do many things 'big' in Texas. Glad you got a laugh from my poem. Wishing you a cool evening, hugs, Sara
Hind Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 4:34 PM
HAHAHA this is cool and funny!! LOL
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 4:38 PM
Thank you! Glad you got a humorous kick out of this poem. I appreciate your visit....have a great week, hugs, Sara
Fleming Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 3:25 PM
I can associate about the fan business...but cannot possibly understand how on earth you tolerate that searing heat. Horrendous! Cracking poem though...gets everything across you are articulating just perfectly! :) john p.s I felt like I was breaking out into a sweat myself ...LOL.
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August 10, 2025 at 4:33 PM
your comments crack me up, John. Sometimes I wonder why we stay in Texas...it's home, though. Thank God for A/C, swimming pools, and cold showers. Thanks for your visit and humorous tone...enjoy your week, Sara
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