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14. Sitting on the seashore...
Lounging on the crystal sand, just workin on my tan
a shoe in one, my angelic women in the other hand
oh wow she's wonderful sittin next to me, we'r in love
even after this tradegy, i'll make love to her, after we kiss and hug
a heavenly sight, the white ground is very soft tonight
a collage of sand and blood covers my back b/c of a vicous bite
which is right, stand fight or run away under this beautiful sun
i had to use my gun on them, i barely survived that last one
you'r probably wondering about the story behind my statements
i'll you tell you now, so get a nice comfortable seat in your basements
morning early rise, very excited for a day at the beach
pack up cakes and pies for our picnic in the summer heat
arrive now with my wife in my arms, starin into her eyes
glaring at the horizon, it's noon now, time to dig into those pies
mmmm, my wife's a great cook, "Look there, whats that?"
Off in the horizon i see a great wave being formed fast
growing and growin, people are startin to run without knowing
soon shouting and screaming begins because of this huge showing
fear and panic grip us as we remain static, too scared to leave
the pure feeling of anticipation is amazing, waiting for it's deed
Soon it crashes, with us still sitting in awe, a small tsunami
silence everywhere, no one's left to cry to their mommy's
the water recedes, i'm lucky to be alive, even tho i have broken knees
crawlin over to my wife, greiving because she wasn't as lucky as me
breakin down to tears, its clear this can't be real, i wont accept it
from head to heels, she's lost life and things are about to get hectic
so now i sit here, mourning her death in fear of being alone
i'll forever have her loving touch on my bones after i read a poem
she's not dead if we can still make love and even get head
i'll use her corpse as a sextoy, just like i previously said
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