Mack Hall
mhall46184@aol.com
Summer School
The
blue fluorescent lights in summer are
More
hateful than in autumn, yes, by far.
The Hurricane That Wasn’t
The
hurricane that wasn’t flies away;
The
land still gasps – no rain again today
Summer Lawn Care
The
lawns are rough, so work I must,
But
all I mow are weeds and dust
The Pale Summer Rose
God
blesses us with the pale summer rose
But
it won’t live without the water hose
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