Something to try and make up for that drunken crap I posted...
Oh summer days, where have you been,
Still burnished from your winter sheen?
Do you quickly hide from fat old men,
Who shirtless, drink their tepid beers,
To sounds of barbecues and cheers?
Oh summers lost, where did you go?
I knew a person long ago,
Who bounced on pogo sticks till late,
Then climbed a tree, too tall by far
And fell and laughed with boyhood aches.
Oh summer nights, oh starry fields
For you I cannot think, but feel,
Those hazy staggers home so late,
To bumble clumsy at my gate,
Such happy wordless silly groans.
Who knows what summer now will yield...?
Me? Like you? Like that?!?