[Challenge #300: Well] Original Poetry: 'Summer'

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Title: 'Summer'
Fandom: Original Poetry
Characters: Original
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Notes: Crossposted to 100words, vocab_drabbles, and genprompt_bingo
Summary: The heat is a thing I swear I do not need


I do not want to apricate in this season anymore
Summer is just too much of a wearying bore
I have no figure that could be fit for the beach
And for a "healthy" tan I simply refuse to reach
And, anyway, I do not tan; I just burn and peel
So back to the cool indoors I always readily steal
The heat is a thing I swear I do not need
Let us call my lovely winter back with all speed
If on this season I could cast a spell
I'd send summer right down the Well to Hell