Hot or Not
(The PM responds)
I thought you perceived me as hot.
Apparently, though, you do not.
My plan was to diet and run,
But neither of those turned out fun.
I’m seething; my temper is hot
And patience is not what I’ve got.
When people assert that the pope
Is hotter than me, I can’t cope.
I’m ill and my forehead is hot.
The doctor can’t say what I’ve got.
This ranking is making me sick.
I need a thermometer, quick.
Some parts of me, surely, are hot.
However, you claim I am not.
The truth, I’m afraid, must be told:
You people are callous and cold.
© Vala Hafstad —[email protected]
Vala is the author of News Muse: Humorous Poems Inspired by Strange News, available in bookstores and on Amazon.com.
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