Lovely spring is almost over,
Summer holds the keys of June.
Days would like to be much longer,
Nights are covered with the moon.
Summer's made degrees accepted
And they rise extremely high.
But it isn't good for action
And such weather isn't mine.
People cross the streets so slowly
Weather's wet without the rain.
I hate summer and I'm lonely
With this thought in crazy brain.
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