The Beach
I feel the sand between my toes
my hair blows through the wind
o, how nobody knows
this is better than the river bend
the ocean is a good spiritual mend
I can see the waves
when I build sand castles
it is way better than exploring caves
it seems like a hassle
when a giant bird hit my sand castle
I remember the banana boat
when everything went dark
I thought it would float
until I saw the great white shark
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