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July in Elkhorn
"write me a funny poem about July in Elkhorn, WI"
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In Elkhorn, July has a curious plan,
It starts with sunshine... then rains if it can.
You'll leave with sunglasses, a hat, and a coat,
Because Wisconsin weather enjoys a good joke.
The Square fills with music, the food smells divine,
Someone's selling zucchini the size of a pine.
There's sweet corn, fresh flowers, homemade cherry pie,
And at least one kid asking, "Can we stay? Please? Why?"
Tourists arrive with maps in their hands,
Locals just smile and wave from their stands.
"Take a left at the elk," is directions they'll hear,
"It's simple!" they say... though it isn't quite clear.
The mosquitoes are confident, bold, and well-fed;
They'll RSVP "yes" before you've gone to bed.
They treat bug spray kindly, with hardly a pause,
"Thanks for the seasoning," they buzz through their jaws.
Construction cones bloom like bright orange flowers,
Appearing overnight with mysterious powers.
Every detour's a shortcut, at least that's the claim,
You'll end up downtown... which isn't a shame.
The grill is on duty from breakfast till dark,
While children chase fireflies all over the park.
Neighbors compare whose lawn grows the fastest,
Then secretly hope theirs wins "Tallest and Grassiest."
As fireworks boom over skies painted bright,
Dogs hold committee meetings all through the night.
The oohs and the ahhs echo far, near, and wide,
While Dad insists, "I know a better spot to park," with pride.
By month's end we're tired, sun-kissed, and content,
Wondering where all our vacation days went.
Because July in Elkhorn is simple and grand,
The best little chaos in Wisconsin land.
So here's to our hometown, where summer runs free,
With festivals, laughter, and good company.
It may not be perfect—but then, neither are we...
Now pass me another ear of sweet corn, if you please!
HAVE A HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!
THE ELKHORN CHAMBER
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