Old Gum

Winter, I can’t wait for warm summer,
Winter, summer is always a late comer,
Summer is here scorching hot, arid dry,
Feel you are prepared and ready to die,
Days stretch like gum on hot tarry road,
Need to think to remember my postal code,
Had I used mail again – I may need return to,
That tarry road, for that old gum to chew,
xxx

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