Friday, May 31, 2019
Send rum.
(Sung to the tune of "The 12 Days of Christmas")
The first day of summer break I woke not to the birds,
but to a ferocious left calf charley horse. (At 5:40 AM)
The first day of summer break I tried to f'nish painting,
but round me kids kept for snacks complaining.
The first day of summer break my father came to stay,
-yay- we haven't seen him since 'round New Year's Day!
The first day of summer break and already it starts,
the boys lounge, glued to electronics, like old farts.
The first day of summer break and oh boy, woe is me,
the days of summer break number about ninety!
Labels:
birds,
boys,
charley horse,
electronics,
father,
old farts,
rum,
snacks,
summer break,
woe
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