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Wednesday, June 5, 2013

One little packrat
wanting to be cool,
thought he'd go swimming
in my swimming pool.

The sun was shining brightly.
The weather it was hot.
He thought he'd take a little drink
but it isn't what he got.

He leaned over
to get himself a drink,
and oops, the packrat
fell into the brink.

     It is definitely hot here.  It is supposed to be 102 again today.  I guess we won't see weather under 100 until the monsoons come to cool us off.  Can you write a poem today about being hot?  Or how about one that answers the question, how hot is it?  Have fun.


  1. Poor thing. But since he's a packrat, did he carry something with him to save the day?

  2. Actually, he turned over to watch the stars and taught himself how to backstroke. Then he taught all the other packrats how to swim and looking for adventure he hopped a greyhound and rode to the beach and he showed all the rats in Florida how to out-smart the cats by running into the water and going swimming. (Cats hate water.) He got himself a job as a lifegaurd on the beach so he could play sax with a jazz band in a club at night. Packrats have wonderful adventures.

  3. Thanks for the rest of the "story."