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William Terry

I’ve got to wake up and get my stuff

The lunch to make

The breakfast to bake

The backpack to get

The shoes to tie

Sometimes I wish that I could fly

Fly away to another day

Where we swim in the pool

And always stay cool

Where we get to sleep in

And always play ball

Oh summer, Oh summer

I wish you were here

I wish it was more than just

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