Palm leaves waving bay side
am gazing at sea so so wide
sailing ships color horizon
even rainbow has has its own
white caps; clouds on waves
fierce wind that's what makes
sounds of drums beat so near
it shook ground like thunder
coconut leaves adorn maidens
dance with gusto shaking urns
i step pound my feet on ground
going with beat that i found
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