Jeff Kyser Poet Lyric

Let's Go To the Beach

With a suit made of paper and strings,
Try you might, you’re not hiding a thing.
Though you tug it around,
Still the gawks from that brute!
With your hand in pursuit.
Of the string of your suit.

Let’s go to the sand,
Lay down and get a tan,
Fast asleep because it’s truly boring.
Wake up! Your skin’s all red,
Cancer will kill you dead,
Oh, let’s go to the sand!

All those grains have gotten up there,
Makes you scream and wanna run bare,
Dive head-first in the wave,
Make a last-second save,
With your hand in pursuit
Of the string of your suit.

Let’s go to the beach,
Burn parts quite out of reach,
Fast asleep because it’s truly boring.
Wake up! Your skin’s all red,
Cancer will kill you dead,
Let’s go to the beach!


to the tune of “Let’s Go Fly A Kite!”
from the Musical, “Mary Poppins”
written 03/12/2022

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Indiana Shaw March 14, 2022 at 7:32 AM Jeff, you must have been an avid fan of Mary Poppins as a kid, with an over active mind to come up with this, ha, ha, ha . . . ; ) Jeff Kyser March 14, 2022 at 7:37 AM Yup, pure magic when it came out, and I've shared it with my kids, and I'm reading the books to my grandkids now. Thanks!