Feeling sluggy when it's muggy
Surely is the norm.
Nothing's gained when I feel drained
'Cause temps are way too warm.
In my lair I blast the air
And rarely venture out,
Wond'ring why, with temps so high,
I'd gallivant about.
There are those, I do suppose,
Who like this kind of hot.
Rest assured, that strikes no chord;
Among them I am not.
Categories:
sluggy, weather,
Form: Rhyme
I started nappin’.
How’d it happen?
I was really zonked.
The sun was beatin’
Temps was heatin’
And I simply conked.
It stands to reason
In this season
Weather can be drainin’.
And when it’s muggy,
I feel sluggy;
It won’t help complainin’.
Still, supposin’
I was dozin’
That is just confusin’.
Daylight hours
Give us powers
Never meant for snoozin’.
Guess with agin’
We’re engagin’
In a losin’ battle.
Vigor shrinks
And forty winks
Ain’t nothin’ that should rattle.
Categories:
sluggy, age, sleep,
Form: Rhyme