Shatting on the beach

M The want of her waste
Deposited she
Sits on the beach
Shatting she be
A stench of a wench
A vile travesty
For children to walk on
How can this be
Allowed to be happening
s migrant who be
closest me thinks

To the  beautiful sea.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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