Summer
The flowers are pretty during summer
The sun is beautiful in the morning
I hate the heat casue it is a bummer
Swimming by yourself is really boring
The grass is gorgeous becasue it is green
It is so hot that the water is hot
During summer I try to be lean
When it is scorching I go to Big Lots
During blazing days I go to the beach
My brother always totures me at home
When my cousin comes over I do teach
My dad likes to buy a circle shaped dome
Summer is the best tim of my choild life
My dad likes to keep weapons like knives
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