Written by Susan Lane

Night Heat

Oh my god, it was hot today
It was 28 degrees C
Way to hot for me 
It’s like a sweat box indoors too 
And there’s me 
Sweating buckets like a fool 

I open the windows 
And let the night air in 
To cool things down 
I even have two fans on 
To swish the air around 
But nothing works you see 
I’m still dripping wet 
That’s disgusting I think 
Maybe it’s time for a shower 
What do you think?

Well, it’s not that bad 
I hear you say 
You could if you want 
Get naked and feel free 
Although that’s not so easy 
For my duchess you see 
Her triple fur coat although 
Moulted down to two 
Is so thick it won’t 
Let any breeze through 

I know they wear it all year round 
And they cool off 
When they lay on the ground 
But that doesn’t help you see 
When they’re in a room 
That feels like 30 degrees C 
When outside it’s now only 17.

After the Night Heat

We’re all so glad when morning comes 
Although we’re not really rested you see 
Because it was a rubbish night’s sleep 
Tossing and turning, it was pretty bleak 
But maybe today it will improve 
There’s a slight breeze blowing 
And it’s going right through 
It’s going all through the house 
It feels so good, it’s rustling my blouse 
When I say blouse, I mean T-Shirt 
But that didn’t rhyme but doesn’t matter 
Because I wear both all the time 
It’s always nice to have a choice you see 
Of things you can wear in this heat 

Although some kind of blouse is nice to wear 
It’s a bit flimsy and might get damaged 
If you don’t take care when sleeping 
And it’ll make you all sticky too 
Manmade fibres are not really good for you 
I already know the thing to wear is a nice silk 
But that’s not really for 
Around the house every day wear 

So now I’ll bid good day to you 
Grab a cup of tea 
And decide what to do 
Maybe writing some poems 
Then sit outside under a tree 
Only for a little while 
Because it doesn’t really gel with me 
Far too hot even under a tree 
But I’ll be back out later 
When it’s not too hot for me 

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