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Sandy Shores

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by Teddy Montgomery '26

The sandy shores where seagulls like to fly It is paradise, where I want to be. The crashing waves, their tuneful, soothing cry, The melodic crash makes me feel care free.

I am truly sad when I cannot go, When going, the sun creates happiness. When the summer comes I can say hello, But now there is so much land between us.

The sun shining down makes a warm embrace, Ice cream is the perfect cure for the heat.

Eat it all up don’t leave a single trace, A towel is a nice place for a seat.

So let’s go to the beach, and have some fun, Play in the water and soak up the sun.

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