Born to run

     to go and have my fun

Burning my feet

     running through the blazing heat

Sweat on my face

     as I sprint to my fun place

Kids screaming

     the sun brightly beaming

Big wheel turning

     school’s out, no learning

The smell of food

     surf’s up, dude

Bright colors everywhere

     roller coasters high in the air

Funhouse of terror

     as if the creator’s made an error

Cotton candy weaving

     until I get it, nobody’s leaving

Upbeat music

     break out and lose it

Warm winds swirling

     little girls hopped up and twirling

Sunglasses necessary

     let’s get some helpful dairy

Ice cream sounds good

     full of calcium and my childhood

Ocean roaring

     people with kites soaring

Suntanning lazily

     kids waiting in line anxiously

Dogs fetching balls

     you can’t keep between confined walls

Everyone smiling

    the weather has good timing

Such a bummer

     that it’s not even summer