Oh, summer, how I will miss thee.
You help me get to places on time,
‘cause no coats and boots mean my kids don’t whine.
Each time that the sun is shining and out,
at crappy drivers, I need not shout.
And even when my boob sweat’s on display,
I think back to winter, being frozen all day.
Suddenly those rings ’round my breasts
remind me why summer is simply the best!