Wow, the salty ocean,
Water crashing in rage,
Longing something to wage,
Sand resting as treasure,
With ecstatic pleasure!
The lovely horizon,
Upgrading for a mission.
Along with the ocean,
Looking all WHOLESOME,
Ready to be AWESOME!
Species for a swim,
Neither bright, nor dim,
Not much on top,
Much more at the other top,
Not only in Spains',
The quiet seabed remains…
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