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SUMMER


Big ol’ happy smiles

Loud, victorious cheers

Finally no more work

No more exams to fear

Running full-speed

Papers are in the air

Giving final hugs

No more occupied chairs

Tight, red crop top

Black, leather skirt

Gold studded flats

Ooh, girl, you better work

Black graphic tee

Baggy khaki shorts

Cheetah-printed Vans

If you’re really fresh, then we all support

Loosen up your ties

Take a deep breath

Let it out slow

Nothing’s coming next

Hot dogs on the grill

People everywhere

Music blasting loud

Laughter fills the air

Scorchin’ hot sun

Glossy, black Hummer

Every AC is on

Oh, how I love summer

 

                                                              By: Naziirah Vines

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