This past weekend was the long weekend and to begin my summer experience I went to a few parties, planned a child’s party, and discovered a little something about myself. (Stay tuned for my discovery, I’ll probably reveal it after next weekend…maybe.) It was lovely and very busy. Summer is almost here and I would like to commemorate her with this poem:
Summer makes ya dumber
May was spent with my eyes gazing
at the light of June rushing towards my face
for you see that month was a special case
for me, and for those who wonder why
would a guy like me need sweet July.
There’s no reason, or maybe it’s just
that I need a little time to clean the dust
that’s been covering my face since October
and kept me so straight-faced and sober.
So til September rolls around
I’ll lay and relish the lovely sound
of my leisure that shall soon be drowned
when August is lowered underground.