The Hot Summer Sun

Sitting in the shade,
Out of the hot summer sun
Is extremely pleasant.
I sit here,
Watching the sexy waitresses go by.
Writing poetry
Is particularly pleasant today,
As no one is shooting pheasants.
Today's a day
For happiness, poetry and sunburn.

Sitting in the shade,
The blues and depression are absent,
At this beautiful location,
With rich Ladies, I can feel like a peasant.
Today's a day
For happiness, poetry and sunburn.

Sitting in the shade,
Smelling the garden scent,
I sit here happy,
Contented and shyly on the prowl,
Writing poetry
Is particularly pleasant today,
As no one is shooting pheasants.
Today's a day
For happiness, poetry and sunburn.