Hot summer days pass so fast,
when you are making fun with tires and grass.
Play a blade of grass like a flute in the meadow,
and watch the bugs come crawling in lines to hear you.
They applaud for your spectacle and ask for an encore.
Then make a tire roll along the ground though it has no car to push it.
You become the car and the engine and the transmission that push it.
So run as fast as you can or it will run away from you
and fall down again. Dream you are racing along a dirt road
with friendly rivals to win a golden trophy at the end of the finish line.
Then summer days go by too fast.
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