Summery October



A spur-of-the-moment poem to vent about it being near 80 degrees. Generally free-form.

Though it says it's October,
The calendar is wrong.
For there is no way in October
There should be heat quite this strong.

November is coming,
And while I'm glad it's not cold-
The sound of the AC running
Is getting quite old.

So while I'm happy that July
Is far, far from now:
Will Mother Nature cool off
If I agree to kowtow?

I don't wish for snow,
But it's too hot, you know?

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