I'm an Inside Gal

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When I was young I was an outside gal Playing outdoors with my friends. When the street lights would come on at night Our long day had come to an end. Now that I'm older I'm an inside gal Content to stay inside. No delusions of planting a garden; Pulling weeds is not my style. One hot humid sunny day I decided to venture out. I picked a chair upon the deck To see what this outside stuff was about. The sun was hot against my skin Sunscreen and sunglasses I skipped. Squinting into the sun I wished that I had a little something to sip. Before too long a gnat appeared Then two, then three, then four. A beefly was trying to light on my arm To see if he could score. A few mosquitoes ventured out Into the heat of the day, Whining continuously in my ears As I brushed a wasp away. Ants started crawling across my feet I'd had enough for the day. My arms were flailing all about. To keep the bugs away. I quickly retreated into the house And hurriedly shut the door. I leaned back in my recliner chair. This is what the inside is for. The A/C is humming right along Keeping the heat at bay. I turn the TV on and think An inside gal I'll stay. Photo Credit: Pixabay