Hot dogs and flapjacks
this heat is getting bad
no air and I'm Here burning up in torture
Sweating wiping away like 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
Come take a walk with me on a journey through my thoughts and imagination. It's a place where a girl who loves to create. whether it be laughter, through dolls or simply a poem or even a scary story or two, lol. loves helping people through some of her writings, and by giving encouragement whenever she can, and but most of all it's a walk with a girl who loves her son, and knows he's the reason for living.
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