The Bach
The Bach was usual enough:
It had
Four streets, a beach, a farm nearby,
kids playing scootering up and down the path
Me and my cousin wandered down to the beach
boogie boarding on the waves and dozing in the hot sun, making massive sand castles
Dogging sand balls, swimming like fish in the sea.
Eating our melting ice-cream and ice-blocks, going home and having dinner
doing nothing important.
By Xavier
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