Sandy Shoes

Antagonist:

I hate the beach.
The wind blowing in my ear tickles,
There are too many kids playing
And making such an annoying sound.
And the ladies sun bathing?
And the hot sun that beats down?

Protagonist:

I love the beach!
The sound of so many little kids,
Enjoying life so much.
The sight of so many pretty ladies,
Tanning themselves.
And the wind and warm sun
Make me ever so lazy.

Antagonist:

The beach is so sandy,
It gets everywhere,
On my skin,
In my eyes,
In my hair.
It's so hard to get off and
You itch for days.

Protagonist:

The sand is so wonderful.
It gets on your skin
Leaves memories,
The feeling of the little grains
On my feet
Is absolutely divine.

Sandy Shoes, with sandy straps,
Provide different views,
To those who wear them.

The End

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