Nothing is better than the feeling at the end of a long school year when you get to go home and not touch a pencil or book for months. However, you have to survive finals and AP testing before you can go home to the cool air conditioning and test free home. In order to help you through this I wrote a poem about the joys of summer in the form of a sonnet so cool, it'd make Shakespeare himself want to throw on some shades and a swimsuit and lounge by the pool!

The final test's turned in and the bell rings;

All children run to the field and the pool;

Rays of sun's heat chases the end of spring;

It's time for fun and games and not for school.

Stay up late for the fun and parties wild;

Water-guns make the day even more fun:

Sleep in and watch cartoons like a young child;

Music as intense as the setting sun.

Afternoon drinks in a hammock so sweet;

Hide from the sun under big oak tree shade;

The only way to escape all the heat;

But from heat the season is wholly made.

Up the fence all the honeysuckles climb;

We have been waiting all year for this time.