I’ve got this habit of banging my head against the wall, it’s no good for me, but I do it to try and help us all.

It’s been hotter than a roast potatoes armpit today in the UK, if roast potatoes have armpits that is. I know roast peppers don’t or it would be them.

Hot

Hubble bubble toil and trouble, as the streets begin to bubble. Hot dogs not just food anymore cats all stuck to the tarmac floor. Eggs are cooking on the pavement, red alert weather warning statement.

Steel pylons beginning to sway, railway lines like DNA. Pigs to bacon in just one move, roasted pigeons up on my roof. 

I was walking on the street today, I saw a man melt clean away. Global warming in all the papers, While Musk and co carry on their capers. All the world is in denial, all the leaders rank and file.   

All words Meadowhead Bard.