We are burning When it's not cool The big yellow sun Shining at the school Stayed for summer camp When it was late The soldier was mean He made us stand up straight The hot boiling sun Rushing down like a sin The sunlight is killing me While a boy plays gin Celebrations are being made In the month of June My birthday is coming It's coming real soon!
Great job on that very difficult challenge! That poem really got my attention as it was quite sensible.