Tortuga Jack’s (#1445)

Palm frond thatched roof overhead,
Multicolored lights strung on a thread,
Salty breezes blowing through,
In the background an ocean view,
Latin music playing all around,
Lazy fans above spinning with no sound,
Smells of Mexican food in the air,
Plenty of sights in which to stare,
Sand dunes are only a little walk,
Seagulls all too ready to eat and talk,
Pines and palms sway in the distance,
All of which speaks to a simpler existence,

Any Thoughts?

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