Palm trees are swaying in the summer breeze,
Mr. Potter sits in his easy chair and pees.
Oranges grow plentifully all around,
Ms. Woo in the home can't hear a sound.
The waves hit the beach with the sharpness of a sword,
The sunburnt old couples play shuffleboard.
When vacation time comes the families arrive,
Mr. Swanson in room 64 is no longer alive.
Here are the dolphins coming out to play,
Mrs. Johansson plays bingo all day.
Running across the beach is the sandpiper,
Mr. Tanner is quiet, pooping his diaper.
The flea markets are full of rich women and men,
Mrs. Andrews is laying there, naked again.
The golden sand is soft on the tourists' toes,
Mr. Layton is sick, and should blow his nose.
Mrs. Daniels and Smith try to pull up their girdles.
The theme parks open and people flock in like sheep,
Mr. Ormond yells: "Cut that racket, we're trying to sleep!"
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