Summer is here,
Get ready to run,
The second the bell rings, we’re going to disappear
Go straight home and begin the fun,
Through those ninety days, silence is broken
The air filled again with sounds,
Summer is the token to relax, and enjoy,
People playing Hare & Hounds,
A few months later,
The sight of school is not a pretty one at all
You look for a savior from this mess,
Here comes stress.
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