Summer my favorite time of all
Schools out and now we can have a ball
The school is empty
The halls are quite
But if you listen closely
You can hear the echoing sound of the past
The laughter, the groaning
Because there's a test
And the cheering as the last bell rings
No homework, no tests
No projects, no easies
I wish it could be like this all the time
But sadly the summer comes and go's
And the fall rolls in
Back to school sales are fresh and now
One day you wake up and
It starts all over again
by-mysty r. racette
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