What message
Do the gifties gie us
When figs ripen
Only as the heat index
Reaches one one twelve,
And it's too hot
To go outside
And pick the sweet ripe fruit,
Lending a whole new meaning
To the phrase,
For the birds?
What message
Do the gifties gie us
When figs ripen
Only as the heat index
Reaches one one twelve,
And it's too hot
To go outside
And pick the sweet ripe fruit,
Lending a whole new meaning
To the phrase,
For the birds?