BEACH SCENE
BEACH SCENE
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All lank shanks in a tank top,
a slender lass lopes by,
the rubber thongs flip, flap, flop
past Boardshorts & Beer Bellies
barbecued bronze in the Sun,
while beach-bathing beauties bare
Bikini brief bottoms
and the humm of a horse-fly hovers,
(a hand-slap- “Ha! Gottem!”)
Meanwhile the Sea-gulls strut
& preen upon the sands
vain as broad-chested adolescent boys
turning cart-wheels on their hands.
Young couples duck & dive together
like dolphins in the crystal waters,
on shore umbrella shaded parents keep
a close watch on
their budding daughters,
out on the break-water’s waves
the distant surfers ride,
at water’s edge the walls
of mighty sand-castles
crumble & collapse
before the incoming tide.
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And as mothers anxiously apply
urgent unguents
to their squirming children’s scarlet burns,
that tough-as-nails horse-fly,
resurrected, returns.
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PS. It is of course the Australia/Invasion/Survival Day weekend. The Reverend has already spoken his mind on this subject long ago. To refresh your memory go to..
https://reverendhellfire.wordpress.com/2018/01/21/once-more-the-land/
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The Reverend Hellfire is
on holiday.
He’ll be back ranting & raving next week
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Reverend Hellfire's Sunday Sermon 