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It is a breif poem about summer |
| Summer... (16 lines) summer is beautiful oh so wounderful Going to the beach which i can easily reach i walk in the sand a towel in my hand and when i lay down i hear wounderful sounds the waves on the shore splashing galore the birds in the sky i will not lie summer is best for a little rest yep, always cool till its time for school... -_- |