How is it already August? Wherefore went July?
Is it only me who feels like summer's flying by?
I have not been swimming in the ocean, even once;
Haven't been up to the mountains... What am I? A dunce?
There are gorgeous beaches less than 40 miles away,
Or a pretty inn in Woodstock where we like to stay.
Why then am I sitting here and writing stupid rhymes?
I should be at Michael's drinking G&Ts with limes.
I don't have a good excuse for sitting here at home.
Need to stop procrastinating; book my trip to Rome,
Grab a bathing suit and get my fanny to the beach...
Carpe diem... Time to go and practice what I preach.
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