Limericks

The Beach

 

 

I prefer it to the dells

A place full of lovely shells

Play with them single

Some of them jingle

Tiny sounds like little bells 

   

 

Coarse, is the texture of fine sand

Mould it smoothly with your hands

A nice castle

A rich waffle

Anything to make your feelings grand

   

 

The water current in lovely waves

And oh what a lovely path it paves

Make it your turf

Perfect to surf

You don’t even have to be brave

   

 

Little children play all day

Looking very happy, I say

They play in the falls

Hit volleyballs

And have fun in their special way

   

 

Indeed it is a lovely scene

With nothing to make you act obscene

Whether bathing in the sun

Or just having fun

It’s still a view so serene

   

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