summer time
The birds were chirping
The sun was shinning
Friends drinking soda to fast and burping
Picnic outside, some fine dinning
The aroma of food being made on the grill
Water splashing from the pool
Throwing a ball up and down the hill
He took his shirt off in front of the girls, what a tool
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