Walking around
Like a bad ass
In my Kylo Ren
Tee shirt,
Sweating in the
Ninety degree heat,
And being
Totally cool
With it.
Why don’t I care
That a heat wave
Is scorching Maine
And the sun
Is relentlessly
Activating
My sweat glands?
Simply because
It can’t snow
When the mercury
Is pushing triple digits!
Ninety-five degrees
On May 18th?
I’m cool with that.
Perspiring like a
Sweaty-toothed madman
As I accumulate
Over 17,000 steps
Under the watchful glare
Of the blazing sun?
I’m cool with that.
Snow Miser be gone!
In Heat Miser
We trust!
Bring the heat.
I can always hide
In the super chilled
Darkness
Of my basement bunker.
As long as
I can lock away
My snow shovel,
Life is good.
And I make sure
To apply
Massive amounts
Of deodorant,
Of course.
I know
This poem
Is strange,
But I blame it
On the heat…
And other
Delightful distractions.
Stay cool.
Be cool.
It’s extremely hot,
And I’m wicked cool
With that.
It’s hot. Be cool and follow me on my blog. And on Pinterest!
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You are indeed cool, Modern Philosopher!
Thanks!
Did you just tell your age with the Heat Miser comment? Doh…Just drink lots of cold water, works wonders in the scorching sun. Nice poem.
I don’t think I did. It’s a known fact that I went to college with Snow Miser…
This is the coolest poem that I’ve ever read! 😉
Is it because you like it, or because of the special shout out hidden in its lines???
Hate to disappoint but I’m not the Snow Miser. 😆
Like Snow Miser, you can be too much at times. 😛 But you know what line was about you. Silly.