Do you know how, in northern climes,
Your car gets surrounded, covered
By salt and dirt and snow-booger slime?
Or how, in more tropical places,
A guy gets bug-bit and sweat slathered,
Overcome by a miserable stasis?
Some days discomfort will hunt you down,
Smear you with honey and pepper,
Try like a devil to make you frown.
Wash your car. Get A/C.
Take a shower. Smile. Be free.