Summer Poem by Walter Dean Myers

Summer

Rating: 4.5


I like hot days, hot days
Sweat is what you got days
Bugs buzzin from cousin to cousin
Juices dripping
Running and ripping
Catch the one you love days

Birds peeping
Old men sleeping
Lazy days, daisies lay
Beaming and dreaming
Of hot days, hot days,
Sweat is what you got days.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
moto moto 19 September 2019

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NO CUSSING PLZ THERE ARE CHILREN ON HERE MEANIE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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pls stp saying that im just getting bullyiing im almost ded plss.

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caca 24 September 2021

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Bob 22 September 2022

Hunter

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Bob 22 September 2022

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meadow 22 September 2022

POV: your here in 2022

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Walter Dean Myers

Walter Dean Myers

Martinsburg, West Virginia
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