Dear Heat Wave,
Although I always try to have an open mind and develop relationships with new friends, I'm afraid this is not going to work out for us.
I don't like you. My other friends, Soft Summer Breeze, Cool Morning Air, Twilight Porch Weather, and Afternoon Showers won't even come to play while you are here. Not fun. You are even intimidating Morning Dew. Lighten up!!
I appreciate the fact that you can dry clothes on a line in 13 minutes flat. And I know you're thinking that pool goers really appreciate your visit. And I'm sure young children don't even miss the rain. But seriously, something's got to give.
There is NOTHING comfortable about your being here. Benjamin Franklin said that fish and visitors smell in 3 days. Your time is up. It's time for you to go HOME! Go back to the Sahara Desert to your other friends...Infertile Sand, Blazing Sun, and Cactus Haven.
I'd love to hear from you again, but next time just send a postcard. Thanks.
No comments:
Post a Comment