Avalon beach

Windy Wavy Warm,

The chips contaminate the floor.

Waves rumbling and crashing,

Like a dish falling to the floor.

The taste of salt,

It feels like chalk.

The ice-cream melting in my hand,

While it plays its catchy tune.

The speakers go boom,

Swimming wrong could mean you doom.

The hot air causes a glare.

The sun plaguing the sky,

While the clouds say goodbye.