A Poem: Sun

It’s summer time
The sun is shining
It’s a great time of year
Unless you’re in Australia

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Son the Sun well shine,
alot hotter as you grow old,
and someday it well stop
and change the season’s
with a chill like no other,
for wasting all the butter.

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