Summer by, Michael Clair

Standing out side on a sweet summer day. i am playing, swimming, and mowing. And i smell that sweet lemonade, must i hunt? or clean my mothers car? I do not know. Cleaning my dog with that hose on the front lawn. Next i will go to the cool air-conditioner through that door. Standing outside on that sweet summer day. Nothing to do, no were to go were to go on that sweet summer day. Or wait in can clean my room and make it all go away.





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herpderp123 said...
May 17, 2011 at 9:34 am
Mike this poem is a$s.. :D This is seabid by the way
 
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