In the Hot Seat

When friends found his puddle, they screamed,
“How ghastly! We’d never have dreamed
That one summer day
He’d just melt away!
His car was as hot as it seemed!”

Categories: Humor, Poetry | 1 Comment

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One thought on “In the Hot Seat

  1. indigo bunting

    At least it left a new-car smell.

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