Watermelon
I remember the summertimes,
Eating and munching on watermelon
It was refreshing sometimes,
Beating the heat and swimming on
A hot, breezy summer as a skinny boy
Now, I’m a biggo adult in Lake Havasu’s heat
I have become sick and tend to annoy
My dad while he tries to sleep, but I keep thinking of the watermelon I am bound to eat
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2022
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