Hot heat. And...

Hot heat.
And, quite humid.
However, in Hawaii as always.
Suddenly on the beach, in a measured and matter
Thick weft out a series.

Turned to the ducks I:
- Excuse me
Here you have lime and apricot.
So what the fuck well you fly,
Damn, where Blizzard and frost?

- Because
I duck answered, -
even though you are well fed, and warm,
But we're all somehow pojer&Lee,
And under the snow can not see g&testing...
(quack, quack...)