Summer, This Year You're Mine

Summer, oh sweet and tender
your hot breeze and oh so bright sun
makes me miss the days
when all I had was fun
No stress, nor worries, or homework to complete
No reading, nor learning, or keeping my room neat
Just summer days and nights
Oh Summer, this year you are mine

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