Lawrence

14

The beach
Instead of going there I’d rather drink bleach
All the little kids around do nothing but screech
The seaweed tries to kill you and the shells poke your feet
Just when you want a can of pop
Looking into it you can feel your heart drop
As you see a family of flies doing belly flops
Your drink is ruined but at least you have a book
The author is nice it has a great hook
Getting to the good part before you can look
A ball hits you in the face with no time to brace
You stare at the culprits your eyes full of mace
You start to yell “You’re a disgrace!”
But they hurry away without leaving a trace
Feeling dark with the sun in your eyes
You look at your lunch not letting hope die
This day at the beach it will not make you cry
A peanut butter and banana sandwich
Looking down as your lip starts to twitch
You notice bits of sand on your food son of a bitch!
The birds look up cawing at your food
You feed them some bread not trying to be rude
Their eyes start to focus on your grub they are glued
You slowly pace back
Getting ready for the attack
The birds swarm you your vision goes black
You wake up minutes later covered in crap
Trying to be optimistic you head to the john
As you observe the path the truth starts to dawn
You might as well be walking to Uzbekistan
When you finally get there the line’s a mile long
Your smile is shattered
Your hope lost
What did you do to pay this dear cost?
The hours you spent to reach this beach
Are all spent in vain
Today you have experienced nothing but pain
The next time you think “Hey, I should go to the beach!”
Take heed my friend I do beseech
Find a new activity far from the sea
Stay away from the ocean that’s the key.