Kimberlee again Washed in red and white, Painted perfect by the shore. Best picture I have.
Cottage on the beach Cottage on the beach, Rolling waves sush in the dark, To the third story.
Fog San Diego hills, Looming through the fog and mist, Brightness to the sea.
Dunes Rolling hills of sand, They make themselves adjacent, Rows of campers sleep.
Assenat Born of dragon blood, Magic elves of Arrenal, Now seer through time.
Canned beer All wrapped in metal, Bright delights without of it, Golden light within.