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Bobbing up and down, on the crest of a wave, These small children are very brave. They are watching the teachers every move, Hoping the sea, stay’s calm and smooth. Their bright pink sails, shining in the sun, They seem to be enjoying the run. Then the teacher shouts, time to go home, They turn their boats round and slightly groan. They head off towards the quay, And arrive home, in time for tea. — Gillian Reid |