Oh, The Beach!
Oh, the beach!
Where pure is the air
And the family is there!
The ocean cleans our bodies
(And serves as our potty).
Kids are rolling in water and sand
And we are our own band.
We may get a little burned,
But long ago we learned
That the fun was worth it all.
Then it’s back home ’til fall
And Thanksgiving brings some together
(We gather, no matter the weather).
0910 on 18 July
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