Go out now, children, while you can and play.
The time to romp and frolic will not last.
Drink Kool-Aid under shade trees while you may.
Sing simple songs of summer, dance and sway.
Tomorrow might be glum and overcast.
Go out now, children, while you can and play.
Time flies. Take to the yard without delay.
Turn off the TV. Won’t Mom look aghast?
Drink Kool-Aid under shade trees while you may.
Turn on the sprinkler. Welcome its cold spray.
Play hide-and-seek, and have yourselves a blast!
Go out now, children, while you can and play.
“Tomorrow—chance of rain,” forecasters say.
It’s nine o’clock. The morning’s going fast.
Drink Kool-Aid under shade trees while you may.
Your parents watch and smile on such a day,
recalling joyous summer months long past.
Go out now, children, while you can and play.
Drink Kool-Aid under shade trees while you may.
Janice Canerdy is a retired English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi.
I found this poem about as enjoyable as I imagine a weary update on Gather Ye Rosebuds while Ye May. I hope the Kool Aid washes away the world weariness of the poetry, which I enjoyed and which gives nuance to the expression, "Drinking the Kool Aid."