To the devout (seven) subscribers to Sevenatenine:
Our faithful viewers, we fare thee well
As summer draws us near
And to the ocean, we see the swells
And ice cream men we hear
Alas, with summer comes the end
Of another lengthy school year
And with its conclusion, too we see
A scarce few will shed their tears
A fond goodbye we send
As they depart the halls with glee
Thus, Sevenatenine has reached another end
To freedom now we flee
Have a great July, and August, too
Of popsicles, pandemonium, pools
Poetry, prose, something new
Read a book and please stay cool
