Summer

In summer you see people's faces, 
Filled with joy and love, 
It doesn't matter if you're bad or good, 
When you're in summer, 
The season from above!

In summer you hear the children chortling, 
As they crash into the waves, 
They feast on icy poles as a treat, 
And then after that, they behave.

It's such a joy to see these things, 
In the light of day, 
In the end they're buggered, 
From all the laugh and play.