A Parfay'Ed Summer's-Spent.... Poem by Michael Gale

A parfay'ed summer spent on the outter reached, beach of sand...
Tidal waves of passion is neatly a'near at hand.
Parfay'ed cones of icecream dripping to my mouth...
Wind swept towards my face-commeth' from my South.
Sunn'th days of heat emeshed upon my face...
Sitting by idl'y, watching of all thy busied unanchored sail boated race.
Foam'ed liquid water spraying all about...Listen to all the happy
children's laughter-screams of many a joyful'd shout.
Seagulls dive to water-trying to catch a fishy, foodly catch...
Those heated days of Summer...Can be so far, unmatched.
Bikinied girls of Summer, unequaled, my happied eyes...
To look to Summer's female'd fare, Lovely softened thighs.
This fondly Summer memory should stay close to my own heart...
Forever with and before me-Never leave, or sadly to depart.
Summer remains nature's forever lasting, lovingly remembered art.