When will summer finally come?
The days are counting down
Until the ants attack the crumb
The picnic basket is in the park downtown
As people gather to watch the ballgame
Children splash in the pool
As the sunbathers go up in flames
Girls have already went on their shopping spree
Oh where oh where may summer be?
Summer is truly a recurring theme in poetry this year. I wonder why? (said with sarcasm!)
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