Tis the Season of the Sun
Tis the season,
for tan lines,
Enjoying the day,
while the sun shines.
People of every,
color and size,
So many beautiful women,
it's hard to believe your eyes.
Gorgeous women showing off,
strutting their stuff.
Smiling, tan bodies,
you just can't get enough.
More beauty,
than your eyes can behold,
Skin more golden,
than the color of gold.
Folks are drinking, chilling,
grilling, ready to feast,
The rich the poor,
the homeless and a priest.
Tall, short,
skinny or chunky,
We have it all;
even a guy and his monkey.
Soda, beer, cannabis,
pills and alcohol,
Drinkers, stoners, pushers,
buyers, come one come all.
It's about having,
a good time and a little fun,
Tis the season of,
Summer and CALIFORNIA SUN………
TURBO1904 JULY,2020
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