Take the heat of day and
soak it in,
till you feel like,  you are
done;
then hurry to the shade,
and then,   ignore the sun.
Summer is a scorcher, in
these parts,
it's a likelihood you may
combust;
whatever way you go -
you'll turn to dust.
The skin will blister, then
turn red,
the wounds will seep, like
syrup, flowing;
you'll blister like a
ripened peach,
if you're not knowing.
Whatever happens, do not
fall asleep,
when you wake, you'll be
a lobster...red;
boiled to a crisp, outside,
not in a water-bed.
Or better yet,  don't take
that chance,
respect the heat's great
shining wrath;
is an hour way too long
or not?
I've given you the facts -
you do the math.