I guess it doesn’t hurt
To blurt out some
Sometimes
About the sun
And how hot it is.
A mess outside that weather is.
Sure.
When it’s nice outside what do we say?
A pretty day it is... ok?

Define the fine line without repeating yourself

And I will go away.

Away to wherever
It is I can find
That the sun doesn’t shine
All day.

Repeating myself for my health.

I have no need to worry.

Hurry like me
And you’ll be
Standing still for years.

Refill your pills.
Remember me taking your tears.