Hot Dogs and Flap Jacks (edited)

Hot dogs and flapjacks,

This heat is getting bad.

No air-- and I'm here,

Burning up in torture.

Sweating, wiping away

Big old drops of rain.

I need another cold shower.

I need winter.

I need ice.

I need a picture of the water.

Hot dogs and flapjacks--

I am burning up in torture.

Who turned on the grill?

Is that more heat I feel?

Man, this sweat is unreal.

My clothes are next to nothing.

I need My A/C.

Hot dogs and flapjacks--

I'm burning up in torture.

My skin is wet.

I lay in sweat,

Waiting up until morning.

That airman better hurry up--

I can wait until Monday morning.

Open the doors. Turn on the fans.

Hot and humid and too many rooms...

Why did we build such big houses?

Hot dogs and flapjacks--

I need the air conditioner bad.

Tonight, I'm sleeping out under the stars.

That house is way too stuffy.

Central air-- Oh, how I miss you.

By Bernice Bowling :)