Oh, summer, summer!

This is the summer

of rain

I look out the window

in pain

All my lotions are bought

in vain

And my skin is colored

with stain

(At least with the color of winter and snow,

Like this is the fourth winter in row!)

'Cause, summer, where art thou?

With your fun and your joy?

The temperature's changing, increasing

below!

(Tekst: Ole Jørgen. Illustrasjon: Elev i 8A)