Mother must think its winter
She is heating up the house
Unleashing a wrath of rays
Summer has arrived, Melbourne.
Sweltering in the south land
Stifled within a furnace
Baking in an earth-like kiln
Hell hath arrived in Melbourne.
Beaten by a wall of heat
Weary from restless sleeping
Grouchy from public delays
Melting with you, our Melbourne.
Storming through the urban town
Flashing when things get too low
Igniting country bush lands
It’s a fiery time, Melbourne.
Torture comes in many forms
Extremes go beyond the graph
People are put to the test
It’s a tough week in Melbourne.
Charlie Ann Alford 