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Summer Season

a poem by Khushi

Summer is a hot season,
Sun shines bright for no reason.
People try to rest at beach,
and before time they will reach.

The days are long and nights are short,
it is hot that people visit abroad.
In this season people are lazy,
which kind of makes me crazy.

I love to make grills,
but there are many bills.
I don’t like to study,
because I have fun with my buddy.

People buy water guns,
and play while chewing bubblegums.
It’s cool having water fights,
because it makes you feel light.

Love swimming in the pool,
of water which is cool.
People try to act cool,
but I think they are fool.