Fully Baked, a poem by Michael Ball at Spillwords.com
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Fully Baked

Fully Baked

written by: Michael Ball

@whirred

 

Turtles, gators, lifeguards each and all
relish baking in the heat of our sun.

Silly, sissy Yankees may flail and moan
when hot visits and stays for days
while herps and Southerners enjoy it.
90F to one is misery, to another life.

What does a cold-blooded turtle on a rock
stretching its wrinkled neck sunwise
know of discomfort from too much heat?

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