I often don't know what to say next
when folk are talking of babies or sex
Isn't life complex at the sea-side?

Phattic communion, a rambling drone,
dad on his deck chair, thinks it's a throne, 
phalllic communion, a roundhead drone,
alone on the beach.

Family out of reach
for fortunate fumbles, a wind-swept beach,
sand in her smalls, she's just out of reach,
Aint life a bitch on the beach?

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