Lying in bed; legs straight up in the air,
Spinning my hot divot around;
I turn the blanket to find the cool side,
Back and forth, to and fro, up side down!

Agh! It’s hot! I’m sweaty yucky,and cranky,
When I hear Hubby joke from his pillow.
“Hey Honey, didn’t know you’re so darn lanky!”
“Very funny”, I growled while I willow and willow.

“Did YOU turn the damned HEAT up last night?”
I screeched in a high pitched tone.
“I’m outta here,” Hubby escapes in flight,
Each step accompanied by my moans.

My head has turned into a flaming torch
No makeup could cover up this sight.
Tossing the divet, I move onto the porch,
My face leads the way like a red light.

A breeze in the night cools before I get hotter,
All is still and twinkly and at peace.
Hubby brings me a cold, clinking, glass of water,
Wow, he has accomplished;… Taming the Beast.

Quietly we return to our comfy slumber land
But what are those surring and burring sounds?
On the floor and burros, Hubby set up spinning fans
To help prevent any further nightmare rounds.

by
Angelika Schwarz
(Hannelore)