Over We Go With A Return In Tow!

 Over and under.Around and through.Lightning and thunder.A returning view.
It leaves and it strikes.It goes with the breeze.Like the riding of bikes.Like the pesky fleas.
Back we go.Back we come.A new yet same show.A new yet same chum.
Glum or glee.Anger or cheer.Blah to weee.Delightful to hear.
Hear you will.Times two or three.A return to fill.A wavering sea.
Back and forth.Up and down.The hills up north.The tiny elf town.
Around and through.Through and around.Told that to you.So shouldn't astound.
But it may.But it will.When a return display,Fits the bill.
Think it is done.Much the way of summer.Gave it's final run.Isn't that a bummer?
So many days.So many weeks.Around comes the maze.Valleys and peaks.
Ever think you are rid of something yet it comes back? Sure can do that with many a thing at many a shack. Some insecurities like to shine back through. One just has to push on at their zoo. Did it before, can do it once more. Whether or not they come back, like summer will at most every shack. Things always come back in mass. In that you can trust my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.