Sizzling Summer’s Day

Sizzling Summer’s Day

A Poem by Andy Ruffett
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A limerick in the good old Dr. Seuss fashion.

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It was a sizzling summer’s day, in the mid-month of May

And all the little children were running out to play

The park was infested with kids of all ages

And the teacher McMall was watching them all

She watched some of the children play ball

Others dived in the pool or built castles in the sand

And one even put sock puppets on his hand

He went down to the sandbox to show off his socks

But the children didn’t care as they sat in the box

The boy was discouraged and showed the socks to his friend

His friend was named Suzy Baloozy McBend

The boy and Suzy played for hours

Until they felt drops of rain which turned into showers

McMall had to rush the kids back to school

The ones who were swimming, didn’t care to get wet

They were swimming in the pool

But McMall soon had all the kids lined up

And soon they were heading off

To the public school they had left to go to the park

But now they were leaving because of the rain and the dark

 

It had been a sizzling summer’s day in the mid-month of May

And all the little children had run out to play

They had played in the park but then it rained and got dark

And so all of the children ran away

 

© 2011 Andy Ruffett


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i liked it a lot! this is what a teacher would do if it started to rain... it's a pity really, because i like playing in the rain

Posted 12 Years Ago


Andy Ruffett

11 Years Ago

It has its upsides and downsides.

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Andy Ruffett
Andy Ruffett

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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My name is Andy Ruffett and I love writing. It's been my passion and it always will be. My writing expands through me through many different ways such as through story telling. Sometimes my stories ar.. more..

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