We arrived at the club
Greeted with tea or coffee,
And prepared for the match,
The croquet match.
My opponent and I
Went onto the lawn
And started our match,
And that’s when it started.
I just could not do it,
Could not hit the ball properly.
It was one of those days,
But there was a reason,
It was down to the weather.
It was so very hot
And it got hotter through the day.
I just cannot cope in the heat,
And playing croquet
A game that I love shows this.
By mid afternoon I’d had enough
And had to stop,
Stop playing the games,
As I felt totally exhausted
And knew I could not go on.
So I told the captain,
Told her I could not do it,
She understood kindly,
So off I went.
My lover and I went home
Where I collapsed.
Collapsed in front of a fan
And had a cooling beer
Then fell asleep in the armchair
Eventually recovering,
Recovering from the exhaustion,
The exhaustion that the heat created.
I am not good in the heat.