POETRY WEDNESDAY: Because it’s hideous and gray and drizzly outside. I need one last hit of August. From Ira “No, I’m His Brother” Gershwin and DuBose Heyward:

Summertime, an’ the livin’ is easy

Fish are jumpin’ an’ the cotton is high

Oh, Yo daddy’s rich an’ yo’ ma is good lookin’

So hush, little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornin’s, you goin’ to rise up singin’

Then you’ll spread yo’ wings an’ you’ll take the sky

But till that mornin’, there’s a nothin’ can harm you

With daddy & mammy standin’ by