Yesterday was warm enough that I was able to bust the shorts out of their long hibernation in my dresser. Here is a limerick in honor of the changing of the seasons:
There once was a friendly old robot,
Who grew tired of being too hot,
So he asked his nice wife,
To take a sharp knife,
And make shorts of all pants that he bought.
Although the bot was now cool,
His friends all though him a fool,
For his knees were too bright,
And his legs very white,
As he sat in the sun by his pool.
I hope this brings a smile to your face on this beautiful March day!
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