The sun beats down on all not in
the shade;
There’s nothing in its path it won’t invade,
And make it hot. sometimes too hot to touch,
Especially things like metals, wood and such.
The ground becomes too hot for human feet;
The bricks of walls absorb the burning heat,
And in the night continue on their way
Of sending forth the heat there stored by day.
The roads may melt, and trains have problems too,
Both of which may be entirely due
To temperatures much higher than
the norm,
Till they’re brought down by a
summer storm.
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