Summer's Almost Gone Poem by Zubaida Boland

here comes the winter
summer's almost gone
but that doesn't mean
we're not having fun
coz throwing snowballs at your face
makes me laugh so much
till my stomache hurts

who cares about the sky
being clear and white
instead of blue
prepare your coats, your umbrellas
the sun is hiding, the rain is falling
isn't that wonderful my friend?

here comes the winter
summer is almost gone
but that doesn't mean we're not having fun
coz everything is fine
everyone is warm
sorry sun,
but we don't need your services anymore