I found my teacher's blog and gt this pretty good poem, I am just changing the months in this.
July has left
and it has gone home
With no where to go to
And no where to roam.
Here in the heat
Every day is the same
So I don't think that I,
Should ever complain!
No July showers
Just storms in the night
I cant pretend..
That they do not fright!
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