Harmless fun

Lazy Sundays
Chilling and cooking
Meeting and greeting friends
Playing games, we did fun stuff

Down by the lake
We hung out and drifted in and out sleep
There was a joker in our midst
Hardly could we contain ourselves
Running to the washroom at first chance

Jane tried to remain stoic
But her face crumbled into a hopeless mess
While her hands gestures, I give up!
Our lazy days are fun full of frolicking

We look forward to these day
Rarely do we miss a beat

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