The Flame of Heat
I am the burning ball of fire, the sun!
Sizzle,sizzle, goes my sound.
To kids, my appearance is a ball that's round!
I am the sun!
I shine and I glow!
I have rays that make me show.
I see sweat on my victims;
I'll terrorize them with my heat!
But then, the clouds arrive and the rain pours down,
as I have to say goodbye with a frown!
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