It's summer time
The sun is hot
The air is fresh
And smells of salt
And when we play
At the beach
I jump rope
Among the waves
The sand is dotted
With colorful umbrellas
Like lollipops of
Different flavors
They color the sand
And tease my eyes
Oh, I hope
I don't get lost
Between the waves
And all those lollipops
written by Pauline June, 1997 (c)
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