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Summer is a sunburnt lie A broken promise of freedom Every year in June The schools promise students the same thing A summer of freedom A time in which work is through A time just for them Until September rolls along But this is a promise broken Summer is suppose to be freedom Summer is suppose to be Beaches Sleeping late Staying up all night Lying around the house Not lifting a finger Freedom is not Sunburns Working 9-5 Cleaning your room Walking your mother’s dog Babysitting All of that is work The work of a naïve and sunburnt youth |
It’s tru- all tru- the heartbreak and double talk that the double dealing season reeks on all of our souls! You told it! And him! And now I’m off to eat a taco! Mmmmmmmm... Peace, love and...munch~ munch- chew* Numaaa hhhixxx- (wait- a mouthful does not effect typing- A MOUTHFUL DOES NOT EFFECT TYPING!)| Posted on 2005-01-31 00:00:00 | by Six_Grey | [ Reply to This ] | Yes you were lied too,lol you did capture the angst of so many students and it was well written. There's nothing to improve on this poem,mostly because why would you want to make it any longer, save the time for something fun. | | Posted on 2004-12-09 00:00:00 | by edthepoet | [ Reply to This ] | good, i hated summer because of all that crap. sadly enough honey summers only get worse as you get older, and eventually you don't even get a "summer vacation" at least not longer than mayber 2 weeks. but this write is a good description of the falseness of summer** | | Posted on 2005-01-04 00:00:00 | by _winky_ | [ Reply to This ] | |