It’s hot…

To the tune of Starry Starry Night.

Sweaty, sweaty night
Paint my nice blue t shirt gray
Been sweating on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my pits
Sun burns on the hills
Scorch the trees and daffodils
I’m hoping now for winter chills
To cool my sweaty bits

Now I understand why I can’t buy any fans
And paddling pools across the land
How you tried to get some shade
The sweat poured from your brow…
I’m sodding boiling now