winter near

We’re in a vice of warmth and heat
Which can knock you off your feet,
Air-condition at full blast
none of us is running fast,
but we’re creatures of the sun
we won’t like this winter come,
its always better a bit hot
by the beach we go get rot,
than the shivers from the cold
gets so hard to be consoled,
what I’ll do to ignore the cool
think of summer like a fool,
or I could think about your wares
that will give me some hot flares.