The sun beats down and you sleep on missing the fun
A mad dog lying there in the English summer sun.
Oh clever you covered your member, you did
And you remembered to put back the sunscreen lid
Think you are smart don’t you my dear,
The blazing sun you have nothing to fear
Just laying there on your lazy back
Did no one tell you that sand will get in your crack?
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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