1664 – I’m Melting!

I'm Melting!
What a world… what a world…


The sun is shining, bright and hot.
Some love it’s light, but I do not.
While beaten by it’s burning rays,
I loathe the loss of cooler days.

My throat is parched. My thirst, un-quenched.
My clothes are dripping, damp and drenched.
I’m melting from this horrid heat
Behold the river I secrete.

I seems to be, with each degree
That more and more flows out of me.
From every pore I pour with sweat
And it’s not even summer yet!