Georgia Summer

We live in Georgia.
Summer sucks.
It’s hotter than Tabasco —

We need to find a cooler place,
Like Maine, or like

The pavement’s black
And radiates.
It’s positively solar —

That’s followed up
With hurricanes
To feed the general dolor

The beaches are
All far away;
We’re plagued by large mosquitoes

And all we have
For sustenance
Are chips and margaritoes

The summertime
In Georgia is
A thing best kept at bay

For once it’s here
We moan about it
At the Chick-fil-A

It’s hot and humid,
And generally a bummer

But college football
Precamp’s here.
That is a Georgia summer

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