The sun is finally out, But not me, I'm in. Can't be sure, But this may be a sin. Oh, the pull of a sun-soaked day, Fighting the urge to go out to play. Somehow, someway, It doesn't seem fair. Somehow I doubt, The bosses really care. And so we sit and waste away, While counting down 'til it's time to play.
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