Girls scream,
Boys shout;
Dogs bark,
School’s out.
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She’d dance like no one was watching
although she liked to think he was.
And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
But back to the poem: we’ll bring you more news
as it doesn’t happen.
The sun in the heavens was beaming,
The breeze bore an odour of hay
The simple pleasures of being outside
add on a huge dollop of joy to life.
