Poetry Pleases: Summer Madness
Mike Eastwood's sunny rhymes express the feelings of a worshipper of the great god Sol.
(Based on My Love in Like a Red Red Rose)
My nose is like a red, red plum
That’s gently cooked in oil.
The sun is like a god to me
Under which I gently boil.
So hot thou art, my shining sun,
So deep in love am I,
That I will sunbathe every day
Until my skin turns dry.
Till all my skin burns dry, my dear,
And my body is all brown,
And I shall love thee still, my sun,
When summer turns around.
Then I will look for you each day
As winter labours on,
And I will treasure every ray
Till storms and rain are gone.
Then, winter pale, I’ll seek once more
Your golden rays again,
Although I know you’re likely to
Be always causing pain.
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