A Pembrokeshire Beach
We walked to Swan Lake Beach.
Wild flowers festooned the way;
Birds sang and within reach
On cliffs above the bay
Were choughs, linnets, stonechat
And tits, and we also saw backside;
A man covering himself with a hat,
But there was more beside
For this was a naturist beach!
Dave Urmston c 2017
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