Now, we begin our story,
On a cloudy day.
Everyone was preparing,
For their final examinations of the Spring.
Now, their hours of work,
Had finally paid off.
The final bell had rung,
And joys were sung,
As many realized the year was done.
Now, as I sit here,
I am enjoying the breeze
Because the sun finally rose,
The cloudy day is over,
And I have finished another year.
Welcome to summer.
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Poems for Sarcastic People
PuisiI sometimes get inspired by just a word spoken. So, these are my thoughts. Be wary though because some of them are about four years old.
