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Sophisticated

We’re just beach bums,
falling, yowling, howling, tumbling
fumbling,
bumbling.
To the place where we once grew.

She’s just my beach bum,
patrolling, holding, folding, my tumble,
fumble
bumble.
To the place where she once knew.

They will beach bum it, too–rowing, mowing, towing, my nimble,
bimble
thimbles.
To the place where they’re so new.

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