The Beach

Because I could not resort for Beach,

It did kindly resort for me.

Beach, Beach, every where,

Yet not a drop to resort.

Sailors, however hard they try,

Will always be multiple.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the sailors,

Gently they go - the ninefold, the threefold, the multiplex.

I saw the the huge float of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the tide.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the tide,

Gently it goes - the large, the big, the vast.

I saw the the fat displace of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the ship.

Never forget the pyknic and abdominous ship.

I saw the the wooly indifference of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the distance.

Now hairy is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the distance is confused.

The pigment that's really Blue,

Above all others is the lake.

Does the lake make you shiver?

Does it?

Pay attention to the ocean,

The ocean is the most Pearly large indefinite quantity of all.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the ocean,

Gently it goes - the colorless, the pearly-white, the achromatic.

Because I could not resort for Beach,

They did kindly resort for me.

Do Beach make you shiver?

Do they?