Spaggetti in a pizza pan.
French fries on the barbie.
Had they gone too far he,
Mused out loud and heard him, too
Was others like him, they’d been through
This storm coming. No umbrellas.
That’s because of
That shit bends in a hurricane.
Bit insane.
And temperature bends to reason.
Every spring in Canada, some folks wear shirt sleeves while others wear parkas. Same in the fall. Just sayin. Temperature is in the mind of the be-sweater.
What else is?