Boats 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!