Surf Poem by Frances M

Frances M

Frances M

Wales, the land of sheep and strange accents

Surf



Sunday morning in the sea
Seven foot waves as high as can be!
Water is freezing, ice cream head.
Hands are numb. Shoulda stayed in bed.

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Frances M

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Wales, the land of sheep and strange accents
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