Hearken to a Fable of the Recent Heated Term
On the Small Hot Robin and the Large Cold Worm:

The Weather, you'll remember, was Indubitably Hot,
Which the Bird seemed likewise, though the Worm did not.

The Worm lay off and chuckled in the Trickle of a Well
As he heard Folks' Comments on the Great Hot Spell.

The Robin kept so busy with a Multitude of Things
That he made Life cooler with his Flip-flap Wings.

The Selfish Worm delighted in the Mercury's Ascent,
But the Robin never bothered where the Darned Thing went.

A-hustling for a Dinner kept his Resolution firm,
And he looked most happy when he spied that Worm!

He darted and he fluttered and he wriggled and he pried, —
And he felt Much Better with the Worm inside.

So remember, when it's Torrid, that you mustn't fret and squirm;
You want to go and hustle for a Large Cold Worm.