Blondes
I know it must be summer time
Because of all the blondes I see
They seem to be just everywhere
When yesterday they were not there
Some how just like convertibles
Only in summer are they around
Now I see them everywhere
In every color there is to see
Blues and greens and always reds
All the tints of blond there can be
Copyright © William Kofoed | Year Posted 2019
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