Poetry: “The Hottest Day Of The Year” (from August 2009)

It’s the hottest day of the year,

But not too hot to celebrate with cold beer.

Sweating profusely like a river of tears.

I’m not sure whether to mourn or cheer.

Melanoma is something to fear.

Make sure to have suntan lotion near,

For scantily clad ladies are about to appear.

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