Summertime sadness

I wish I was a fish...not really
I wish I was a fish…not really

The air is filled with sweet smelling flowers, the sun is shining bright, the bees are buzzing, the birds are chirping, and the temperature is a comfortable 80 degrees

…everyone at my house is getting sick except me and I can’t drive [yet] rubbish

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