Poetry About Spain - "Walk along the beaches"
Walk along the beaches,
You'll not only see some peaches,
You'll see melons and bananas,
Some over processed dried sultanas,
For the beach holds their vocation,
They give it total dedication!
Walk along La Concha Mountain,
Legend has it there's a fountain,
Oh to see it, yeah, you ought to,
From this fountain flows no water,
For this fountain flows with gold,
Well, that's the rumour being sold!
Walk along the Port,
You'll see every kind of sort,
You'll see the 'Emperor's New Clothes',
Silk and diamonds, head to toe,
For the people are unaware,
The 'Emperor' has no underwear!
Walk along the Paseo,
You can wear a simple Pareo,
It's a casual kind of life,
You can stop and hug your wife,
Although, the people like to rest,
They must always look their best!
Walk along a National Park,
You'll be safe from all the sharks,
It's a simple kind of place,
So they'll never show their face,
To be in a scene so still,
They would need to pop a pill!
Walk along the open space,
To overlook would be disgrace,
Rugged, rustic and so wild,
You'll release your inner child,
To its beauty, they are blind,
A cardboard backdrop placed behind!
Written by Louise Miller
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