On a good day, it seems.
Dial’s cranked to the teens
Kindly mind me beside thee,
It’s hot in these jeans.
Find I’m rude to extremes,
Then I start to get mean.
I’m rotting while plotting
What’s causing disease.
I simmer like dinner is
thinner for bingers
who lingered in winter;
So thin like a stinger
That’s slimmer when nearer.