At the beach all day long beach wind hisses, beach sands shine, beach waves roar, beach birds fly. To visit these come the travelers at the beach. Sea animals also visiting the beach do not miss. So, a good fair always sits on the sea beach.
At the beach, beach wind whispers; beach birds sing; beach waves cry; beach sands shine; the red sun rises and sets. All
they call me to visit the beach.
... while I may paint in the tints or outlines of rocks and beaches, dawns and harbor, fleet and wharf, I never draw portraits of my neighbors or of my friends.
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