The tide is out and all the strandIs glistening in the summer sun.Let’s build a castle from the sand,Won’t it be such brilliant fun?
With walls and ramparts wide and steep,Around the edge, we’ll dig a moat,And in the middle stands our keep,Where, from the top, our flag will float.And where the drawbridge ought to be,We’ll make a pathway to the shore,Well paved with stones by you and me.We’ll fill our buckets up, then pour.
We’ll sit within our citadelAnd watch the tide creep ever near,But we have built our castle well,With battlements! We have no fear.
The waves surge in and fill the moat.We watch the siege from tower high.Perhaps we should have built a boat,But, no! “We will not fall!” we cry.
“Haul down your flag!” “Oh, no!”…