Can opener cutting
into rusty paint cans.
Icy ground sends us flying
on kites, in super hero arms.
Hawaiian shores greeting,
coconuts with bendy straws
and mahi mahi skewers.
Texting on a cell phone,
stumblin' over sand buckets,
sun hotter than the Sahara.
Cozy chatter and laughter.
a buffet of home-cooked delicacies.
They brilliant upon the chalkboard,
I find them, planning a trip tp Atlantis.
They are Abishek, Obama,
Mozart, and King Henry the 8th.
Also there seems to be a cello
playing kitten, and a mermaid
from the IRS, sitting under
a rainbow arch sprinkler.
Believing I have gone mad,
I retire to my silly sting cabana
and eat cake crumbs.
Ahh summer.
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