The ceaseless waves batters the wall reminding us all that we'll eventually fall where even we are all standing tall.
Blowing winds like summer breeze takes the soul to its ease charging withered lives with renewed lease fresh feelings coming please.
Dancing swaying gentle leaves passing through the seascape like intricate weaves of patterns sawn into a fine sieve catching life is gripping eaves.
Bright as the sun we all want some fun while sipping pina colada while the waitress run all chaste like a pure nun this I tell you not a pun.
