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Looks like summer vacation is nearly over,
Drowned to it's eternal yearly end,
Around the leafy pastures lie a hopeful clover,
Before it ends, finding a great summer friend.

In faith of a far most lonely summer,
We find fun and joy filled in craze,
Without school, we'd get fairly dumber,
Falling into deep, slumbering days.

With new times we claim,
Forever bored; I feel,
As if the summer is always a game,
No more long lasting chances to steal.

I feel as the summer is slipping away before my eyes,
Always a small fame to cry out aloud,
So many distant tries,
Bringing the time to end this dreaming cloud.

-Summer Vacation is over-