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When It Is Hot

When it is hot, then I am not Exactly at my best. When temps do climb, I know that I'm Depleted of my zest. And I will flee humidity If I can go inside And pump the air to numbers where Some coolness can preside. Let tanners sweat but you can bet I won't be in the sun And I've no guilt for I just wilt Until the heat wave's done.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/2/2018 6:58:00 PM

You and me both, kid! ~ gw

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 6/30/2018 10:17:00 AM

You've characterized me to a T, Ilene. I liked the heat and beaches when young, but after 50 no. It's going to be a hot one today, so I will be indoors. / M

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 6/30/2018 10:17:00 AM

You've characterized me to a T, Ilene. I liked the heat and beaches when young, but after 50 no. It's going to be a hot one today, so I will be indoors. / M

Tim Smith

Date: 6/30/2018 3:01:00 AM

We have temps in the upper 90s here with the heat index of 114. I am staying in the air conditioning lol

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 6/29/2018 9:11:00 PM

Same same ;) xomo! Used to LOVE it, now cannot, just cannot. Nope. xomo

Lyric Man

Date: 6/29/2018 8:50:00 PM

Ilene you've got to pre-chill yourself :). Cool temps and ice water.. then carry ice water out to tan. It works (so I here)

Jan Allison

Date: 6/29/2018 3:31:00 PM

I feel exactly the same Ilene, we have record temperatures here at the moment and its unbearably hot - we tend to get up early to do jobs in the garden and walk in the cool of the evening:-) hugs jan xx