The Grasshopper

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.

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