Coconuts Trophy Win
The pink sand makes my soft bed,
a cool breeze covers me like a blanket.
The palm trees are swaying,
swaying to the sound of the blue waves.
As I lay here daydreaming,
I find shapes in the clouds.
I see a coconut with a tall straw,
a cooling coconut drink.
I awake to a loud thud,
coconuts are everywhere.
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