At the Sea Side
the skys are blue the sun is beeming,children laughing and screaming.children
playing in the sands building sandcastles with there hands .the sea is clear ,clear as
can be with the waves comming closer to me .come on now children shall we collect
shells yes maybe .we all enjoyd our time at the sea -side
now home for tea ,next time why not join me at the sea
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