
Remember jumping off the wharf,
Climbing out, running back for more.
The waters cold, it shivers down your spine.
That was summer.
Remember kayaking in the rough, stormy seas.
The mud's on your paddles, it’s now on your knees.
Kayak to land, doing what you please,
That was summer.
Remember on the deck, eating ice cream.
It’s icy, it’s cold, and it’s delishly freezing.
The suns pelting down, it’s starting to melt.
That was summer.
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