Summer Day
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Loading ...Shall I compare you to a summer day?
With clear sky and sun light shine on your face.
And the smell of flower and grass all over the place.
Shall I compare you to a summer day?
With the heat of May that I always hate.
And with the rain hurry come then fade.
Shall I compare you to a summer day?
By Ryan
Filed under: Funny Love Poems
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May is not hot in my town. And I did not laugh at this poem. It was strange, because I thought it was super duper funny.
hahaha i liked ur poem
better than William Shakespeare’s one:P