Bo Bay Today, Wed. Aug. 13, 2008, 7:30AM

Bo Bay Today

Cool the air
Up my shorts
Like ships from sea
Sails them to ports

Misty sky
Above the beach
A pelican soars
So close that I reach

Too far too high
It’s a pipe dream
Like a pizza parlor organ
Fog horn blares,  unseen

In and about the channel
Not another bird in sight
Probably out fishin’
Anchovy appetite delight

Softly hear the waves
Surfers ride the crests
Two-mile surf is the turf
For riding ocean breasts

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