The Sun is a son of a bitch today, scorching everything
in sight.
Steam is rising off the streets and unwary aphids,
caught in its killer rays are melting.
Ants, butterflies, worms, spiders, cockroaches, etc,
are all taking cover
under leaves, inside plants, trees, and even in houses;
some are buried deep in the cool ground.
Me, I’m just sitting here with two powerful stand up fans,
blasting the heat the hell off of me
and waiting for that son of a bitch sun to get over his
hot hissy fit and cool down!
Bob Boyd