this. right now.

[certainthings]

It’s Hot
By Shel Silverstein

It’s hot!
I can’t get cool,
I’ve drunk a quart of lemonade.
I think I’ll take my shoes off
And sit around in the shade.

It’s hot!
My back is sticky,
The sweat rolls down my chin.
I think I’ll take my clothes off
And sit around in my skin.

It’s hot!
I’ve tried with ‘lectric fans,
And pools and ice cream cones.
I think I’ll take my skin off
And sit around in my bones.

It’s still hot!


[I'm thislcose to peeling off my skin]

Comments

[annabeth.livejournal.com]

How much do I love that you posted a Shel Silverstein poem? A LOT A LOT. <3

HI. :)

(I need to find the 'Sick' one on the net. I used to be able to recite a lot of it.)

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure if I know that one. The only ones I remember are the one I posted and really I just remembered the part about him taking off his skin and the one where the babysitter literally sat on the baby.

Hello.

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

ps. this it?

http://www.famous-poems.biz/Shel_Silverstein/Sick-by-Shel-Silverstein.html

[annabeth.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's it!

Did you ever read the one where someone ate the baby?

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

It's possible. It's been a long assed time since I've read any of his work, I mean 'cept for the one I posted tonight.

[annabeth.livejournal.com]

I can't help myself: 'Dingo ate my baby crazy?'

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

I'm missing the reference but I feel like I shouldn't be. Woe.

[annabeth.livejournal.com]

'Mystery Spot'. :)

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, thanks.