Which explains why a really good snack makes everything feel better.
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People lying on the sand, Under the sky, the breeze, the salty Waves and seawater and humid air, With either naked or half-naked bodies turning red Under the bright sun, Staring at the girls, The girls on the shore, Wearing their bikini and curved shapes, Crouching on the rock sucking a popsicle. Sometimes the waves come quick, Rushing directly towards the rock she’s crouching on Nearly splashing on her face. Sometimes the waves come slow, She seems to enjoy listening to the continuous waves, Fast, slow, Fast, Fast, Slow, That popsicle is melting. Crouched in her bikini, The sticky sensation on her hand, The melted popsicle slid down her body, across her collarbone, Her chest her waist her stomach, Cherries on top of her body eager to be touched, As she looks forward. She touches her breast and looks down, Been crouching quite long her legs are sore As she stood up facing the sea, Fast, slow, fast, fast, fast, slow, She stares at the waves and looked at that melted, tiny popsicle, And jumped. Jumped into the water, Half-naked then naked, With pink blossomed cherries on top, Waiting to be picked.

Something more modern I've written "Crouched in a Bikini"
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