A beech is a tree,
A beach is by the sea.
The beach holds the sand;
That's where you'll see me!

The ocean is amazing,
The sand is soft and dry...
But sailing on the ocean,
It makes me want to cry!

I simply love the beach...
But I get so sick when I float....
I'd sooner fly through the sky
then sail in a boat.

But here I am at sea again!
Water is all I see!
I simply cannot shake the feeling
That this craft will sink beneath me!