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Poem: Summer..
The scorching heat of Sun,
children playing in ponds and having fun.
The temperature may rise,
and if you are enjoying it.
You are also wise.
That is Summer!
The feel of blowing wind,
And because of the sweat,
our bodies get thinned.
and my sister’s flying hair.
And if we go out too much,
our skin gets dark from fair.
That is Summer!
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Thursday 23rd May 2024 10:55 am
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