A Ripe Time Trimeric
Indulge in juicy strawberry stars
let that sugar soften your tongue;
The taste of Summer when it's cold
you visualize the bright Moon of June;
Let that sugar soften your tongue
that lazy grin will warm you up;
Frayed tank top replaces your hoodie;
The taste of Summer when it's cold;
Suddenly overheated and sweating
happy taste buds steal the season;
You visualize the bright Moon of June
splashing in the shallows of the sea,
a ripe time for something sweet.
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