Hotline of sun

I unwillingly woke up at 8 and took out my ‘’ first finger straight’’

It detected the cool. Oh gosh, the wind is moving

“Not so great.”

Woof!

Then, I felt some: Weez, Weez, Weez,

It’s surely going to make me sneeze

Hey, quilt be on me, till my mum pulls you

And then you will be labelled

“like a stinging bee”

There is something you ought to know,

You can flaunt fluffy and be like snow

Don’t slide away, as I will bribe you on cotton

Make me warm mainly down on bottom

In my mind, I laughed, ‘’Your fluffiness benefits me more than you.’’

So, cotton is my need, and it is not a favor that’s due!

The story gets predictable as my mom snatches hard

Here, my story turns around and let’s see what’s in the card

I pushed myself towards another take, changing from slow snail to a zig zag snake

Oh, no, brushing got hard as a chill shook my spine

My teeth are chattering

I bet on cutting vegetables fine

Tilting in the cold, I had hot tea with a salty snack.

The warmth made sure: ''Cold, now you can’t attack’’

After that, I boiled the water in a vessel

The geyser is broken, like my lame stupid castle

After the bath and putting on the cloth

The wind made it hard again, and the cold got brought

There is a phone from the hotline of sun

It rang fast, so I needed to be quick and run

The winter wind is slaying, so I can’t just scroll

He says, ‘’ You are the slave, and I am a rude doll.’’

Again, the sun rings, saying, ‘’Don’t you miss me a lot?’’

So, catch the heat and now move your cot

to the side where I will give you the right shot

The shot of heat slows the wind

So, this is what my winter mornings often bring!