Heart of the City by Steenz for September 03, 2006

Transcript:

Mom (out of frame): Hey, Heart! Come and see the cute backpack and pencil case I just bought you! "The Almost End" A sad poem by Heart Put away your cute flip-flops, box up all your halter tops...no more ice cream from the man, no more getting that perfect tan. Swimming goggles and boogie board, until next year must now be stored. Sleep 'til noon, stay up late- both have met their final fate. So go to bed and set the clock- tomorrow's a new day on the block...have you ever heard of such a bummer like the almost end of summer?