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I remember that boiled mashed mango
spiced with grandma's old and new tango
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Lemonade, ready made
Sugarless Kool-Aid
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Oh! So delicious
sliding into
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It’s the summertime and
I’m so, so, so happy, oh yeah.
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She sits before her canvas of stars,
as yes, unpainted,
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The sky releases breathless sigh
And floats out into night
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The summer sun caresses all the leaves on all the trees
And flowers bob and weave to taste the air
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I watch the clock,
I look to the sky,
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Ripples on your surface glisten;
Your friend, the Sun, is wide awake.
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Though these days,
and summer nights,
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Summer is in the air,
It sweeps over me
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my misses
of your seet kisses
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Summer is a time of freedom
from work or stress
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Softly pointed leaves
On vines
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The heavy drops
Beat a drum-roll
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Summertime
and the morning is warming
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The twilight summer stars glitter above,
as they swing around the earth.
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MAPLE WALNUT (c) Copyright 2008 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr.
(from IN THE DAZE OF MY YOUTH coming VERY SOON!)
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Sounds of summer
ascend chromatically
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Summers unbearable heat
Beats down on naked back
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