this si a skelton poem or somthing like that.
The beach
Brigth coloured beach balls fly in all direstions.
The waved crashing loudly on the shore,
the air is fresh but satly
the salty water makes you choke
the sand is soft but stractchy on bare skin
The beach
Brigth coloured beach balls fly in all direstions.
The waved crashing loudly on the shore,
the air is fresh but satly
the salty water makes you choke
the sand is soft but stractchy on bare skin