Summer
Ice-cream comes to my sight
I go to the hot, sandy beach
People swim in the deep, blue sea
Waves crash and boom
Surfers yell with joy
The ice-cream van plays its song
Barbaques sizzle in the distance
Ice-cream melts through my mouth
Mangoes – mushy and ripe
I smell hot tea
As well as roast chicken
Alongside orange juice.
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