What can one do at the beach?
Surf, swim, consume a fresh peach?
There's sand and water up the wazoo
How it got there, I have no clue.
Maybe a Frisbee would be lots of fun
Or maybe we can just go out on a run.
How about looking at colorful shells?
Why don't we smell the ocean-y smells?
Shopping and browsing the stores is quite neat
Let's eat at a restaurant and sit in a seat.
Wow, that last line was real super lame
But I'm having fun writing this poem just the same.
When the sun starts to set, why don't we just watch?
The only word I can think of that rhymes now is "crotch".
Bonfires and barbecues can be a real blast.
And tomorrow, this will all be far in the past.
Fyre in teh Hoal Community Member 
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