The summer’s here and school’s through,
but now I don’t know what to do.
I’ve played with friends and watched TV,
but now those things don’t interest me.
I’ve slept and read and cruised the Net,
until I’m bored as I can get.
I’ve swum and biked and jumped and run,
but now those pastimes are no fun.
“What should I do?” I’ve whined to Mom,
but her suggestions are just dumb.
Clean your room or write a letter —
you’d think a mother could do better!
I’m really thinking I’ll go mad
with boredom — nothing is as bad!
In school, I would sit and dream
of summer — what does all this mean?
I know I’m driving Mom insane
because I’m just a whining pain.
At solving problems, Mom’s the champ —
she just told me I’m going to camp!