The waves are crashing,grabbing at the shore
the sea is charging
galloping into the door
of the old beach house
where all is dark
and with a shuddering creak
the beach house is gone.
The waves are thundering
with cruel laughter
as they join in with the roaring tide
and watch the beach house drift away.
and watch the beach house drift away.
The next day in the dawning
the waves are calm,
the sprinkling spray shows no trace
of the excitement of the day before.
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