Summer Day

That weatherman said that it’d be hot

He said I should stay inside

The fact is, I’d rather not

I want to use my bike to ride

To the field I go, nice and slow

I’m not in any rush

That weatherman was right—it’s really hot!

I park my bike in the shade of the lot

Half drenched with sweat, and half with water

The day has only begun

I kick around my ball on the field

By now it’s nearly one!

So I’m jugglin’ the ball and takin’ some shots

A few go in, but mostly not

There goes the ball I just bought

Right into the parking lot

So I think to myself as I chase my ball

I’m useless now, I’m like a doll

Not to mention it’s getting hotter

I’d better cool down…and look, there’s water.

I walk to the fountain and fill it up

This fountain’s taking forever

I’d rather just drink it all

And escape this beating weather

Back to the shade I go and sit

I sip my filled up bottle

But sipping isn’t nearly enough

So I put it into full throttle

Chug, chug, chug it away

I chugged it all until I was gay

The water spilled onto my shirt

It cleans me from the sweat and dirt

The sun is setting, it’s nearly five

I’ve spent the day being more than alive

I need some rest, so I can play

Tomorrow’ll be a brand new day