Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is
green?
Do you fish in a stream, or lazily dream on the banks as the
clouds go by?
Is that what you do? So do I!
Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is
green?
Do you swim in a pool, to keep yourself cool, or swing in a
tree up high?
Is that what you do? So do I!
Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is
green?
Do you march in parades, or drink lemonades, or count all
the stars in the sky?
Is that what you do? So do I! – Dorothy S. Anderson
Welcome to the first day of summer. I used to wonder why the
longest day of the year comes several weeks before the hottest day. Now I
understand it’s because of seasonal lag. I’d explain it, but who wants to
think that hard in the summertime?
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