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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Chant a goofy summer That will embrace us until The month turns to September June bugs dwindling from the ceiling Chanting a musical summer That will soon be struck by lightning Enlightening our sparkling souls Chant a silly summer That will embrace us until The month turns to September It casted May away...swarming June tells it to wait till next year Though it's a bit impatient It's already in the middle of June It's June 24-- what a lazy, thriving month It's summer already...am I ready to go take risks? Chant a tune upon my lazy, triumphed month Send it away...into the Chariot's wagon embrace us until I can't take it any longer...give me a chastening ride of dashing happiness Until the month turns to June It's already in the middle of June It's June 24-- not a day to screw up It's summer already! Could I take my marvelous risks? We could ride our bikes on the rolling waves...or do something creative Oh who gives a hoot...let's go shoot A chicken or some bottles left on the cement ground Oh who gives a rat's butt Let's be fools and reject any school offers June is the time to yield some excitement It's a great time to grant a dazzling time of our life But it chants a tune that strikes at us if we do anything inappropriate It casted May away...swarming June tells it to wait till next year Though it's a bit impatient No more being a thirteen year old coward It's time to look forward To a goofy summer To grant foolish food fights
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