Sticky Heat
It's hot, sweaty and sticky,
A cat just finds a shady place and they are not to picky.
When it's cold we always complain,
When it's hot we just do the same.
But at least when it's cold you can cover up and keep warm,
But in the heat you have to be careful it does not do you harm.
The relief from the heat usually comes in a sharp electrical storm,
The hopefully the temperature will return to the norm.
The storm comes with fat drops of rain,
Then we can look out and begin complaining again.
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