summer time
what will be will be
Summers here ?
It rains
It pours and the wind does blow
Only short of ice and snow.
English summers are not the same.
Who can I find to take the blame?
Is it the russians the greek or turks
the arabs the germans ?
Or mother earth.
Or maybe because I dont say my prayers
Is it because I dont eat my greens.
That the Sun can no longer, be seen
My skin is pale,I wear a hat.
wellington boots and I wear a mac.
I will stay in bed till easter time.
maybe after that.
The Sun may shine.

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