Ahhhhhh the serenity.
Oh the peace, the calm, the utter quiet that soothes my soul.
The open air, the lingering sweet, still, cool, refreshing air.
The caress of light, downy, drowsy, sliding silence.
The lack of bone-grinding, brain liquefying, crushing, shattering, strangling, wringing, twisting, choking, grasping, blood-sucking, heartless, hopeless, parasitic classes and homework.
Oh, the beautiful, cherished peace.
Thank God, school is out for summer.
Ahhhhhhh.
The open air, the lingering sweet, still, cool, refreshing air.
The caress of light, downy, drowsy, sliding silence.
The lack of bone-grinding, brain liquefying, crushing, shattering, strangling, wringing, twisting, choking, grasping, blood-sucking, heartless, hopeless, parasitic classes and homework.
Oh, the beautiful, cherished peace.
Thank God, school is out for summer.
Ahhhhhhh.
posted by The Writer at 10:25 PM
1 Comments:
Did you ever think about being a drama writer? You included so many elements to state that school is out for summer. So much more eloquence than Alice Cooper.
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