Hot

Hot

The sun is too hot.
It is too hazy to play.
So I sit in my house.
On this miserable day.

I sit there with Sasha
And Simba Cat too.
And I said “How I wish
It could be cooler for you!”

Too miserable to go out
And too oppressive to breathe.
So we sat by the fan
Waiting for a reprieve.

So all we could do was to
Sit!
Sit!
Sit!
Sit!
And we did not like it.
Not one little bit.