summertime

Summertime, you are so fine.
The smell of fireworks on the fourth of July.
You make me smile, you make me weak.
Schools coming soon, & I'll miss the heat.
Everytime you arrive, I never want you to leave. You see, summertime, you are my friend. I want you here until the very end.

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