Hot summer days of june.
Top down, under the moon.
Surf board flying,back seat.
Like a flagpole keeping beat.
Come whatever,shotgun seat.
Down to the Long Beach.
Many hopes, sandy feet.
Little kids splashing, wet feet.
Under the boardwalk, fast kiss.
Cardboard beer cups-bliss.
"Omega boys, the cars full."
NOSEATS! the trunk "YOU"will fill.
Riotious ways around town.
No DWIs, MOM's smile frown.
Florida made a solid trip.
The rage of Collins, eyebrows list..
Before the war, it came to rest.
Looking back a GOLDEN jest.
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