Today’s I’m trying to write a dialogue poem, which I’ve never try before:
I hope it rains,
Here everyday,
It’s just too hot,
Right here today.
Why do you want,
The sun to be gone?
Can’t wait for the sun,
To come at dawn.
But he heat,
Is just to hot,
I cannot stand,
I’m not a pot.
I love the warmness,
It’s hugging me,
It makes me feel,
Happy and free.
How could this heat,
Hug you at all,
It’s much too hot,
For me to crawl.
But a man’s meat,
Is another’s poison,
So I like the heat,
When you like it frozen.
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