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THE BEACH PICNIC, by            
First Line: I went down to the outing sea
Last Line: No place for beaus.
Subject(s): Picnics; Seashore; Barbecues; Beach; Coast; Shore


I went down to the outing sea
Taking Cecilia along with me.
For we had bought ourselves luncheons each --
And we sat down on the beach.

We got sand in the eyes and the ears and the nose,
And sand in the sandwiches added to our woes.
Whenever a bad nor'wester blows,
Picnics on the beach
Are just no-go's.

The sea looked frigidly cold and white.
Half blown away we took our flight.
I dragged Cecilia on by the hand,
Because of shoes full of sand.

We had sand in the eyes and ears and nose,
And sand in the stomach, I suppose --
Whenever a bad nor'wester blows.
Picnics on the beach
Are sure no-go's.

Of course there could be no romance;
Soft words and whispers had no chance;
We tried to talk, but had to shout --
Everything else was out.

When we got home, we had sand in the hair,
Down the neck, in the shoes, and everywhere;
Whenever a bad nor'wester blows,
Cecilia says beaches are
No place for beaus.





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