While some might say that it is too darn hot
I have no worries on that minor score
For I have seen this, seen it all before
And weather like this simply hits the spot.
Of course in heat what's dead begins to rot,
But we are living, and we should therefore
Celebrate the fact and let heat pour
Across our bodies gladly 'til we've got
All we can handle, and then float away
Upon a tide of warmth hidden within,
Such that we mold the heat from what it's been
Into a part of us, and so can say
The heat is not oppressive, but benign
Since I have sucked it in and made it mine.
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