Friggely, fibbely, fubbly woo,
At this time I feel like, phew!
'Tis too hot to walk and talk,
And too hot to even fret.
Lo, behold, the world has brought
It's roasting rays for us to sweat!
Should I grab that morning coffee,
Finish my hot bubble bath?
Ergo I feel like molten toffee,
Rinsing down World's wacky wrath.
Ventilate, oh, Ventilate!
End this horrid, heinous heat!
Never say it is too late, to
Switch the fan on and lift your feet!
A poem about the scorching heat I endured today both inside and outside. Hot damn! (Another acrostic if you care at all!)

