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What fun we all had when we went to West Bay:
We had sunshine and sandcastles all through the day.
       We had waves that came rolling from faraway lands
       And had seashells and buckets and -  don’t forget sand.

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What fun we all had when we went to West Bay.
I had cousins to play with in those pleasurable days.
     I had aunties and uncles and Mum and Dad too -
     And, if I can remember, a sky always blue.

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What fun we all had as we splashed in the sea -
My aunties, my uncles, my cousins and me.
     We hunted for shells, which the sea had washed clean,
      And I made a grand sandcastle, fit for a queen.

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What fun we all had - and we shared what we ate.
Oh yes, picnics are good and you don’t need a plate,
     But like all days of fun, the time quickly went by
    And we packed up our things and we gave a small sigh.

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Then early next morning we went back again 
But - oh typical Britain - for down came the rain.
    Then mackerel boats came, fully laden with fish,
     Although our fish and chips we preferred in a dish.

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My summers at Bridport cannot be the same
And the time moving forward must surely take blame,
      But a snapshot of those days will stay in my heart
      And those memory snapshots are great works of art.

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