Summer Time - Poem by Sanobria Crowley
Summer time is one of the best times of the year.
The sun is shining the sky is blinding and everyone is near,
the pool is such a cool piece of water is like you just dived in heaven
The heat is scorching, you touch your hair and its burning and some think to themselves.....why did i get my hair done.
just buy a fan and wait for the ice cream man.
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