It's first day of summers break,
Not decided what to make
Of all this time.
Just sit n' rhyme?
Rhyme for rhymings sake.
Can't seem to think of something fun
To do out in the burning sun
And, no peace of mind
I seem to find
Can't even come up with a pun.
Out on a bench with an ice cold drink
Can't seem to focus, can't seem to think.
'Come help me out! '
I scream n' shout,
But nothing comes out, but ink.
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