Sunshine peering through the window at half an hour past five in the morning. By six, it’s already as bright as midday. Yup, summer’s here.
Washed and hanged the laundry. Whoah, three hours later, and they’re already crisp and dry. Yup, summer’s here.
Took a bath. Moments after, already sweating like a pig. Yup, summer’s here.
Water dispenser already empty? But I just had it refilled five days ago! Yup! There’s no mistaking it, summer’s here.
Summer’s here, that’s all plain to see, so why are you still on that computer?
Come let’s go outside and have fun under the sun!!
Lady, you look ghostly pale, go have a good tan!
Get up! Instead of dusts from that desk,
Gather sands from the beach instead.
Don’t surf the web. Go surfing on the beach!
It’s funner, I swear! Do I have to beseech?
So come, come, come!
Let’s have fun collecting shells, laughter, and sunburn, some.
Well now, I never thought I’d be able to pull that through. Haha! All this summer heat is making me a poet! Good thing it only comes once a year, and lasts just a few months. Otherwise, I’ll out-fame Shakespeare! *insert poetic laughter*
Before I get lost deeper to Crazy Land, let’s get back to topic. Continue reading