"hot hot hot day"

cole porter plays on
grandma's radio downstairs
problably in the kitchen
she sings so loud that
it frightened a bunch of pigeons
sit in my window
I'm laid down in the couch
watching the black smoke
coming inside my room
through the curtain
and hearing a boring noise as well
there must be the garbage truck again
and that stupid fat driver named pete
pressing that stupid horn
the weather outside is so hot and dry
I could drink a 6-pack
of that grand canadian beer
in a minute
I'm melting in here
and the ceiling fan is not working
what do I do now?
"shat! shat! shat!"
grandma uses a sharp knife
to cut the fish
and "gloop! gloop! gloop!"
I wonder the sound
of the grand canadian beer
going down my throat

it's another fucking hot day!