I recall the day I burst into flames.
Like Icarus’ flight, too close to the sun,
It started fine, I was ready for games,
Cold fright replaced the promise of fun.
The metal monster just crashed with a clunk,
Kicking, screaming, fighting its molten tears fell.
Death visions coming I knew I was sunk,
Just like Faustus, I entered fiery hell.
The burning heat ravaged first my flushed face,
Rivers of sweat pouring down from my brow.
Temperature rising at record pace,
I begged for relief dear God, right now!
I’ll never forget how I sighed and cried,
Rue the day my air conditioner died!