This Heat
Between the roads & the politicians,
Oklahoma is a bumpy, jarring,
and EPIC FAIL...
A no improvement,
where improvement is needed, hell.
At this point,
they ought to consider
FLUSHING it out with Fleet...
And while I'm talking about bull mess,
Watch how you talk to me,
in this HEAT!
Because I'm not wearing socks or shoes,
and I'm still sweating from my feet.
Because it's TOO hot for
ANYTHING but salad,
but my body needs MEAT!
Because we both might melt,
but I'm willing to take it to the streets!
And, Because I'm the sweet one,
I'm encouraging you to have
several SEATS!
Because the air conditioner
is doing its yearly hot mess,
And the heat waves are so crazy,
they look like PLEATS.
Look!
Just do us both a favor,
and watch how you talk to me...
In This Heat!
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