Summertime

Summertime

Jackson Quach, Steffy Zambrano, Andre

This is Summertime by me, Steffy, and Andre not the exemplary Will Smith

But you already know this is something you can’t discredit

Schools out, no more homework and animosity

Not the time to be penurious, it’s the time to be spontaneous and desultory

At the top of the “To-Do List”, infiltrate Six Flags

Then off to every shopping spot, walking out with mad bags

Next day, looking all foppish

Causing everybody in the street to do some major stoppage

Now epitomized as debonair

Next stop, the florid New York State Fair

Nonchalantly in line waiting to get into the club

The impervious bouncer told us to cross the street and grab some grub

I tried to compromise with him, hoping things will get better

But things got out of hand and like Lupe it was a fiasco and he whooped out the fetters

Augment your joy and jubilation at the beach

Perpetual happiness is something school can’t teach

Ostentatious women walking the sand in their bikinis

And I see slovenly enormous women who need embellishing, eating Panini

Skeptical of the water at first because of the shoal

But parched from the hot weather, I have no choice but to go

Feeling no remorse whatsoever

The summertime will be engraved in my memory forever

Summer’s ending, school’s approaching

Back to the teacher’s incessant questions and coaching

Oblivious of everything that has been taught in the past

In class reminiscing about the summer and hoping next summer will come fast!