San Sebastian Strings and Rod McKuen:
My Friend The Sea
Do you know my friend the sea?
He watches everything we do
You, rolling over in your beach-bank sleep
Me, chasing seagulls down the dunes
You, your skirts held high
Wading in the water
The lovers; those who go alone
He sees them all
If we've ourselves to know
We should get to know the sea.
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