The Shore

The sound of waves crashing against the shore
Swoosh! In comes the tide,
Bringing the fishes that swim up current
While crabs crawl,
Along the bottom of the oceans floor
Crawling side to side with the flowing tides
While Dolphins play for the sightseers along side
Of the tour boat cruising side by side
With those beautiful mammals
Up through the channel we go
Through the canals with slow wakes
Splashing up against the docks
While people laugh and play in the distance,
At the dock side bar with music echoing
Through the quiet nights air

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