It's Late

It's late,
the windows are painted shut.
It's hot,
the windows are painted shut,
I can't open them, it's hot,
the fan blows hot air around the house,
the dog pants, I pant.
It's hot, it's dark, the raccoons are rustling
in the bushes, the squirrels are sleeping.
It's hot, let me break open the seals
and open these windows, turn on the
fan and cool this house
off.