Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

It was already hot, only dawn and I’m melting

The sun in the heavens is already pelting

I want to crawl into the fridge to keep cool

I am staying indoors, I am nobody’s fool.

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But in that I am wrong, for I do have a duty…

My son is my boss though, in that there is beauty.

He will understand that I’m achy and hot

He is bound to be gentle with Mum, is he not?

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He’s all bright and smiley, he likes the hot weather,

I’m wilting and limp, but I keep it together…

“Let’s garden today,” said my son and employer.

Is that in my contract…perhaps get a lawyer?

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He feeds me with honey for energy levels

Then says something nice, he’s a sneaky young devil

He plies me with compliments, even says ‘please’…

Then I’m out with the rose bushes, spiders and bees.