Second chance summer
The lover lost and found
Eighth month, slap bang centre
You’ll find me half way down
You saw shades of me
Earlier in the year
First episodes aired in May and June
The seasons premier
Then a commercial break
Which took up all July
Where did the summer go?
Just seemed to go awry
The best part of the series
Is generally Part Two
This is where I stumble in
Looking all askew
Wrapping up the season
I come crumpled through the door
Wondering what’s been going on
Thinkin’ I’ve been here before
Soon I sober up
Get my mojo on
Get into the stride of things
Once brain fog is gone
Oh, right, okay, I’m August, I wrap up summer
I’m the king of months, the month of kings.
Hey man, in between rainy months
It’s been a blur of things
May and June as always
Promised to go dutch
July reneged on the deal
Again, they lied so much
I wandered off, blissfully ignorant
Got dragged back by my tail
Now I’m expected to perform
Now that they’ve all bailed
I’m left with a month’s worth
Of weather, to please the crowds
Just me, no-one else
Among these thunderclouds
I will be there for you
And sunkiss your knees
I will warm your little toes
I like to people please
I am August, you know me
I’ve been long in this summer queue
But by the time I get there
I’ve forgotten what to do
Don’t you worry, I will shine
Up in a cloudless sky
I’ll be the best August, you’ll see
I’ll make your eggs fry
During my finale
I’ll be off on a spree
You’ll call for an encore
Of sun, sand and sea
You’ll applaud my entrance
And I’ll prove to you
I’m not washed up
I’ve lots to do
As the last month of summer
I don’t want to let anyone down
September’s in the wings
Wearing russet gown
Intention is what I’m all about
I do aim to be honest
Please excuse my changeable moods
I want to give you all that I promise.
