summer poem
summer scorching sun makng me sweat like rain
under the aqua blue water is a cooling touch
miles of endless driving to hit the gleaming snow white sand
mowing thick green heathy grass on a hot sweaty boilinh hot day
evening bbqs wityh hot fiery sausages
riping aqua blue waves ready to surf our long boards all over
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