SummerIn the days of the term,
Our minds get burn.
Teacher gives work,
And is as sharp as a fork.
Think if you didn’t do,
She says get out,
Shoo - shoo.
But most enjoyable are the summer’s ways-
More enjoyable than the term’s days.
I like to eat ice cream,
And, splash in the pool and scream.
On these days, I’ll be lazy,
Like in the garden, a swaying Daisy.
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