Living in Melbourne, with its extraorinarily changeable weather, I wrote the following epic poem (one of my finest, I feel):

Wow, it's hot again...
Oh -- now, it's not again.

In the same spirit, I have composed another, which is more appropriate to our current weather in Yogya:

Here,
the question is NOT
whether the weather is HOT
or NOT
(cos it's HOT quite a LOT).
Rather, the question is
whether the weather is HOT
or HOTTER
(cos when its HOTTER, there's really notter lotter COOL at ALL).
And I fear I've gotter say,
right now,
it's mo-NOTTER-nously HOTTER...