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I hate going to the beach,

Sand in places I'll never reach,

Jiggly flesh barely covered,

And in sandflies I am covered,

I'm not one of those pretty girls,

People see me and they want to hurl,

I hate the beach,

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 15, 2012 ⏰

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