Life on the Mexican Wave

The sand is white

The sun is bright

The water gleams

Calling my name


The perfect day

To  experience life

From gliding atop

A Mexican wave


"Que tal!"  to the girls

And "Hola!" to the boys

Watching me ride high

Out past the shore


Watching me dip

And watching me turn--

This is the life

For which I was born!


Sometimes I feel

Like I am a slave

To the strength and the pull

Of the Mexican wave

The End

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