I Am a Summer Poet
I am a summer poet,
I cannot write during school,
And just however hard I try
I end up like a fool.
But when vacations start,
Ideas begin to bloom
And then I start to write
Until there is no more room.
I am a summer poet,
I really do not know why,
When I try to think at school,
Million other things come by -
As I start writing a poem,
I make a list to rhyme,
That reminds me of English class
Which is due in just some time
When I want to think of a title,
All that comes to my mind,
Are the names my teacher would call me,
Because my book I could not find.
Even if I am almost ready,
Meddling with my pen to think,
The pen just breaks out open,
Blotting the whole paper with ink.
I am a summer poet,
I cannot write during school,
And just however hard I try
I end up like a fool.
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