The Beach

by Tina aged 10

The waves of sand rolled over the shore,
Scuttle went the crab with the really sharp claw,
I love to play on the beach all day,
Sand makes me whoop with glee,
Joyful days for me, me, me,
Snaky sea runs across the beach,
The seagulls wave with a threatening screech,
My day was great, please can I go again
I’ll write this down in my diary with pen.

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