les petites vacances

"Tsunami" he cried - oh how we laughed
As another wave fell on the beach and sighed
To a halt at the little dogs paws
And above the seagulls wheel and call
Whilst below another chase commences
With a shake and a bark into the distance
We walk on whistling and calling
Until they return to our side to sit and blink
In the sun without cloud
Content in frolics enjoyed

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