“Secrets Beneath the Waves: Unraveling the Mysteries of By the Sea”
I like getting away from everyone all alone
to be by myself to see what it means on my own.
I like being by the sea in the winter and spring
as autumn goes and summer’s about to be invaded by that near naked human thing.
I like throwing sea potatoes back to their long-lost friends.
I like skimming slim-line shiny pebbles in their personal Olympics.
I like looking up at seagulls overhead even though my wig falls off now and again.
I like admiring the web-feet artwork they leave behind and poo poo their critics.
