Summer Fever.

The waves crash on the shore-

 Or is it the copier through my office door

The call of birds-

 Or coworkers joking words

The sun so hot-

Or coffee pot

The feel of the sun-

Or electric light's hum

It's time for some summer fun 

Hello Again Fat Pants

Hello again fat pants

I see we meet once more

I remember a while back

I used to be a four

Hello again fat pants

Well, at least you can zip

My other pants however

I'm afraid they do not fit

Hello again fat pants

I see you are still there

Always lurking and waiting

At least I have a spare

Hello again fat pants

And so we meet again

I don't like wearing you

So a diet I must begin

Hello again fat pants

Hopefully only for a while

Once I lose a few

You'll go back in the pile.