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.

The End

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