Ordinarily I would go home to North Carolina for the summer, where the summers are hot and sticky. However, my job situation somewhat strung me out to stay in Cleveland for the summer instead of going home. My house at home is, of course, air conditioned. With no air conditioning in that summer heat, you'd be feeling mighty unpleasant. I've discovered that Cleveland's summer is like North Carolina minus 5 degrees. My apartment this summer lacks air conditioning. So, as I sit here sweating profusely, I thought I'd write an ode to air conditioning to express my feelings.

O air conditioning, how I miss thee,

I feel as though there's a missing part of me.

Sleeping at night just isn't the same,

When you have a blazing hot room calling your name.

I drink much more water to rid of my gloom,

But it really just means more visits to the bathroom.

Perhaps to fix it, I'll take a cold shower,

But when I re-enter the heat, my face just turns dour.

Opening a window doesn't do the job,

It lets in more heat and makes me sob.

I'll go to my car for a quick A/C break,

But on my way back, I sweat out a lake.

An ice pack on my head might do the trick,

However, just like everything before it doesn't click.

If only I had A/C, I'd feel enchanted,

So listen everyone, don't take it for granted.