clear water came to my thought
brings back time mexican gulf
beaches in bahamas, steel drums
free drinks before para-glide
oh! those colorful drinks they serve
pricey but absolutely beautiful
can't beat glass-bottom boat
where fish throw bubble kisses
it is dry diving really for aquaphobs
you can see even roots of mangrove
music is mesmerizing with girls dancing
time goes like zip in the morning sky
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Dalan, you're manonton of the world. It's Mexico this time.