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Oh, the allure of the pool beckons me near,
Come, summer, draw me in, without fear.
The water's embrace, a cool, refreshing jewel,
In its depths, I find respite, a delightful fuel.
As Robert Frost might muse, in lyrical charm,
The pool awaits, with open arms.
Its waters shimmering, invitingly cool,
A sanctuary from life's heated whirlpool.
So let us embrace the season's sweet call,
To dive in joyously, to swim, to enthral.
For in the pool's embrace, we find our delight,
In the warmth of summer's tender light.
Come, summer, draw me in, without fear.
The water's embrace, a cool, refreshing jewel,
In its depths, I find respite, a delightful fuel.
As Robert Frost might muse, in lyrical charm,
The pool awaits, with open arms.
Its waters shimmering, invitingly cool,
A sanctuary from life's heated whirlpool.
So let us embrace the season's sweet call,
To dive in joyously, to swim, to enthral.
For in the pool's embrace, we find our delight,
In the warmth of summer's tender light.