Waves crashing against the sand,
Mostly water not much land.
The sky is such a peacock blue,
This is such a lovely hue.

The beautiful sea soothes my soul,
and all of my friends are half of my whole.
Football races with a bunch of friends,
But this is not how the story ends.

Watch out for the fatman don't get ranover,
This ain't that childhood game redrover.
His stomach is as pale as the naked babies bottom,
now watch it jiggle: thudump-adump-adum.

The local mutt is taking a crap,
that girl just stepped in it: Oh Snap!
You can smell that junk from a mile away,
But you know I'll be back again one day.