N O S T A L G I A

Fri, 10/04/2013 - 19:16 -- Bausome

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No homework on Friday nights

Over the summer bugs masquerade as light

Soda pop on the porch

Terrible heat, outside we scorch

All to soon I grew up

Lost from me my sippy cup

Going for ice cream, those days are done

I long for those days in the summer sun

Alas, the tears, nostalgia has come

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