Answer
(silly verse inspired by today’s high temperatures)
“How hot?” she asked, dodging a sunbeam
That bid fair to chase her.
“So hot that I’m wishing I lived
On a glacier.
As if shocked that I’d ask her:
“So hot I’d consider a move
To Alaska!”
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comments are moderated. If you're a spammer, don't waste your keystrokes. If you're a real, honest-to-goodness commenter, welcome!