North Shore
ONCE I WAS STANDING
ON THE NORTH SHORE
WATCHING THIS INCOMING
HIDEOUS WHORE
NOW, LET ME MAKE CLEAR
IT WAS A FORTY FOOT SURF
THAT WHEN CRASHED ON THE BEACH
IT CREATED A BURST
IT LET LOOSE A ROAR
THAT SHATTERED A MILE
THE AQUA BLUE HEATHEN
FORCED ME TO SMILE
WHEN SHE RATTLED AND RUMBLED
AND SHOOK ALL AROUND US
THAT EXACERBATING WITCH
WAS TRYING TO DROWNED US
JUST LIKE HER NAME
SHE WAS GRUESOME AND MEAN
GHASTLY AND GHOSTLY
AND LURED IS SEEMED
ALMOST MACABRE
IN A STRANGE WAY
IF YOU CAN PICTURE
THE SURF ON THAT DAY
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