Summer is Coming
Shakespeare wrote about a summer’s day
He made it romantically sound
Like you could enjoy it any way
When sunshine did abound
But summer, to me, at least
Means sulky, way-too-hot weather
To suffer through a heated feast
While walking through the heather
So shall I enjoy the summer season
Afternoons that are too, too hot
Give me some rhyme or reason
To suffer too much sunshine, or not
I choose to stay inside the house
Air conditioned and fully doused.
