The clock is ticking,
Lots of eyes watching it eagerly.
The last week of school is finally here,
The last final is handed in.
3 months of fun in the sun is on its way.
As the students eyes stick to the clock,
Like a fly to fly paper.
The minutes tick away,
Just as slow as they possibly could.
Looking outside at the sun,
Thinking of all the better ways to spend a beautiful day,
Other than in school.
Just when it seems like time keeps dragging,
The bell rings,
Everyone races to their cars,
And race off the campus.
Summer.
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