summers in and schools out

childish giggles 

googling eyes 

glued hands 

glitter wands 

glow sticks 

glowering eyes 

at the undotted i's 

grammar mistakes 

red marked paper 

f for effort 

Jerk 

for 

junior 

educated 

rich 

kid 

stepping 

on 

the 

crack 

hopping 

you break your momma's back 

icky kisses 

sticky fruit snakes fingers 

ooh yummy zingers 

unhealthy junk 

stuck in 

that 

90s kid funk 

hair gelled like an 80s punk 

girls blushing over blond headed punks 

sports squashing 

rude farts 

smoothed 

over 

with 

strawberry tarts 

of spritz of perfume 

wafted over by paper fans

recess fun 

slides 

and 

high tides 

of euphoria 

mommy 

and 

daddy 

catching 

you

in 

mid 

sky 

swings 

and 

fine 

things 

spiderman stickers 

and fake tattoos

and wadded out gum found on the bottom of the bus 

cute little crushes 

passing notes 

of he 

said 

she 

said 

pimpled nose 

teacher cramming 

a lesson in 

the 

bell 

rings 

and 

school is out  

its  the last day of school 

and the ice cream jingles 

our song 

kids in an America

The young ones are going

(Downtown) the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America (whoa)

We're the kids in America (whoa)

Everybody live for the music-go-round