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Livin ' By the Sea

livin’ on the beach in a hut by the sea green grass , warm gentle breezes and all kinds of lovely trees . I’m gonna beat the heat to make my retreat sittin by the sea Cause its winter in the world cept livin here with me I am happy to make your acquaintance And i raise a glass to your health , long life and prosperity So peace my friends and welcome to the sea Where the music is playin’ ,the sun is shinin’, the people gentle and free No hassles from the man and no worries will make your day go bad Lay back and hear the music that wont be sad The sounds will keep you cool listenin’ to the beat The sun and the gentle warm breezes All the pretty girls in bare feet paradin’ down the street where livin is easy and laid back like u want life to be Plenty food and drink for you man To sing and dance the night away Come down to the sea and live your life away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/30/2019 7:36:00 PM
Having never visited an ocean before, this poem was a delight for me to read! The vivid imagery made me feel like I was right there with my toes in the sand ... Wonderful poetry Jim!
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Date: 10/3/2012 4:40:00 PM
on my way,great write Jim,love the sounds of the sea
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Jim Joyce
Date: 10/4/2012 5:07:00 AM
:))..thanks alot ..way too kind :)))
Date: 9/25/2012 9:32:00 AM
sounds like shangra la .... enjoyed!! had a five minute vacation with ya!
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Jim Joyce
Date: 9/25/2012 5:41:00 PM
hey thanks a lot for the compliment s..:)))..way too kind
Date: 9/14/2012 10:34:00 PM
Makes me want to go on a vaction to the Islands. Very descriptive! I can feel the sun on my face and the sand on my feet.
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Date: 9/8/2012 1:12:00 PM
What a life! We all would like to be living by the sea with the sun 24/7s, but for some of us it's not to be...got to be where the mula is made or we will starve to death. Nice write. One love. Joy Wells Soup Mail!
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