Summer
Oh the sun is beating on my head,
’Til I think I’m mostly dead!
The temperature is 110 in the shade,
And brother, there ain’t no shade!
Not in Redding any way,
Ok there is,
But I was walking across a parking lot,
When it struck me,
That living here in the summer,
Is quite a challenge!
© 2010 Vic Jones
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