Sea shell

Sea Shell
That’s my girl
Like a Pearl
Whose in a whirl
Tunnels of air
Are everywhere
Do we care
More aware even rare
On the sand
Every strand
Will demand
Every shell
We know well
Every place on her face
She’s from Hell
Softly she
Hears the sea
On coming waves
Nobody saves
The surf that rocks.
the shingle knocks
Flash and flush
Quite the rush
A surfersbparadise
A hit and run
Under the sun
Should we now suffice
To say
Out of the shell we hear
An ocean roaring in each
Ear.