18 September 2012
In the beach,
Comes a shore,
Very watery,
And galore.
5 seashells,
All in a little team,
And all are innocent,
No crime, and no scheme.
None are stinky,
All are full of good,
And all are polite,
Everyone could.
Learn how they glisten,
In the bright light,
Very cool and sunny,
They don't put up a fight.
They make you heal,
Very, very, shiny and smooth,
Hear the ocean music,
So peaceful and sooth.
The Shore • Opuss № I