Summer leaves its mark long after it’s gone. Write a sestet—a six-line poem—about a summer memory you still carry.
Working at Aunt Katherine’s house to get it ready to sell. Working with cousin Sue is a frustrating kind of hell.
If I didn’t get away from it and take a few breaks, I’d be in a rubber room, in straight jacket and with the shakes.
But now, it is almost over, pack the furniture to move. Put the work behind me, get my life back in my “groove”.
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pack the lunches pack the bags pack the kids pack the dog pack the car its beach day
Give me a horizon glazed by sun and a child whose face is bright with fun! Beach Day Beach Day Beach Day!!!
Front wheels loose Understeer mind raging Backend dragged along
Rear wheels hooning Oversteer smile delighted Backend swigning around
As summer sunsets We go from bright to glowing
We experience the breeze Of the Fall that is blowing
Oh beautiful Nature Your graceful is showing
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Working at Aunt Katherine’s house to get it ready to sell.
Working with cousin Sue is a frustrating kind of hell.
If I didn’t get away from it and take a few breaks,
I’d be in a rubber room, in straight jacket and with the shakes.
But now, it is almost over, pack the furniture to move.
Put the work behind me, get my life back in my “groove”.
pack the lunches
pack the bags
pack the kids
pack the dog
pack the car
its beach day
Give me a horizon
glazed by sun
and a child
whose face is bright
with fun!
Beach Day Beach Day Beach Day!!!
Front wheels loose
Understeer mind raging
Backend dragged along
Rear wheels hooning
Oversteer smile delighted
Backend swigning around
As summer sunsets
We go from bright to glowing
We experience the breeze
Of the Fall that is blowing
Oh beautiful Nature
Your graceful is showing