Beach Highway

Wendell, wander while you can
Where the windy highway wends
Find a road you’ve never seen, and
Follow, till your journey ends.

Wendell, why this noisome toil,
Wearing down your weary brow?

Seek no more your heart to spoil, and
Fly, while time will still allow.

Wendell, there’s no going back
What remains is still ahead;
Find the road that leads to life, for
Soon enough, you’ll join the dead.

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