JUNE

In June the bees and insects come out to play
and have a good time, with me and cats

Then the young saplings, fresh and wonderful,
burst from their earthy cages

This is when I and my clothes lay on the grass
and forget about the steam and smoke

And our special star provides energy and warmth
we convert into steam and smoke

And then I use that energy to power my tools,
my entertainment

I go inside and stare at a screen for two, three hours
consume fewds made by the powerful engines

It gets dark, I forgot about the sun
Now I'm thinking, depressed