The Summer

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The summer has come

In homes we have to run.

Oh, see how it is burning,

And children are running,

To reach their homes.

There is a dog standing

With his tongue hanging out.

It's so hot outside,

So he is sitting in shade by the road side.

He is looking everywhere,

For a drop of water.

If I could go out,

I would surely help him out,

By giving him some water.

-Alexis Yorke

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