Summers
Summers, Summers, Summers,
This is somehow heat comers,
Earth is gone hot day-by-day,
Sun is like villain everyday,
& boiling brain everywhere.
The only heroic time is bathing,
i.e. somehow body cooling,
i.e. somehow mind cooling,
& this heroic time is blooming,
So, for enjoying the heroic time,
Please enjoy my Summer's rhyme.
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