Little Waves

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Sea waves roll and grow high,
rain falls heavily from the sky!
The boats rock on the waves,
and the crew are out being brave!

The tide then turns and is going out,
and the boats return to dock.
The riverside is flooded with birds,
and the quayside is full.

The people mill about.
Having a Sunday lunch.
They are enjoying their dinner,
which won’t make you any thinner!

The sea has it own rules.
So take your sea bearing tools!
Sunday tide is now out,
and the crowds are a friendly bunch!

So now it is quiet and still,
the crowds are enjoying the town.
The gales do nothing except,
to cause a heavy frown!

And when it is night time, you are home.
And in front of your tv.
And when you have had enough of the sea,
you come home to me!

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