Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for August 26, 1996
Transcript:
There is a title that says, "A poem by Luann." Poem goes, "At this time of year/ There's a mood in the air/ It's those 3 little words/ They're everywhere!/ They make you feel weak/ Your heaert starts to flutter/ Your hands get all sweaty/ Your knees turn to butter/ You cannot escape-/ At the beach or the pool-/ Those 3 little words:/ Back to School!" As Luann sunbathes, the sunshine spells, "Back."
OOPPSS… I forgot the midnight rain run to the mail box that ended with the Arron Hill adventure ride.