Verbotenly Hot

Don’t sweat it the border.

Or the hospital or a port.

Don’t sweat it at the mag lev train

Or you won’t get aboard.

Prices got you out of sorts?

Has your temper and funding grown short?

It will be noted on your wreck-ord.

That you are a little hottie.

Go sideways with that naughty.

It’s a damn good thing they spot yee.

But you ain’t see no oven.